i closed my eyes and saw my father's sins, they covered me like a second skin
i peeled them off, and sure i bled a bit, but now i'm free to sink my own damn ship
i peeled them off, and sure i bled a bit, but now i'm free to sink my own damn ship
Sunjata feels the fracture, feels the internal wincing from himself that accompanies it, but lets Nate explain to Kamaria the best way he can to get her to understand. It almost sounds like a promise – that when Nate comes back, when he doesn’t hurt to be touched by them, that perhaps they might be able to fall into the category of family. And all Sunjata can do is simply watch, pulled away by the mental instruction that leaves Nate. I will. He offers with a hint of determination, some assurance that Nate didn’t have to take part if he didn’t want to.
So he tries to dive into the same feelings, the same lightness if only not to give away their troubles and struggles for Kamaria to see and pick up on. “Two of them are white and one of them is orange.” He says, offering Kamaria a soft smile. “And then we have Haai. She’s my companion and she’s a griffin.” He pauses, casting a glance to Nate briefly. “And there’s Pemota, too, she’s a starwhale. She’s Nate’s.” He can’t help the tilt of his head as he considers it, considers if she’d seen starwhales while up in the stars with Safrin.
She had to have, right? It only made sense…?
But he passes it off for the idea of pancakes, of idly watching Nate flip them as they talk of fruits. “My favorites are blackberries.” He offers her, tilting his head to Nate at the idea of a special fruit for breakfast, unsure of what it could be.
He’s distracted by Kamaria’s declaration of eating more than him, and a playful grin spreads across his face as he looks at his daughter with a hint of skepticism, a dark brow arching as he considers her. “Is that so?” He asks, pausing to consider her. “How much do you think I can eat?”
So he tries to dive into the same feelings, the same lightness if only not to give away their troubles and struggles for Kamaria to see and pick up on. “Two of them are white and one of them is orange.” He says, offering Kamaria a soft smile. “And then we have Haai. She’s my companion and she’s a griffin.” He pauses, casting a glance to Nate briefly. “And there’s Pemota, too, she’s a starwhale. She’s Nate’s.” He can’t help the tilt of his head as he considers it, considers if she’d seen starwhales while up in the stars with Safrin.
She had to have, right? It only made sense…?
But he passes it off for the idea of pancakes, of idly watching Nate flip them as they talk of fruits. “My favorites are blackberries.” He offers her, tilting his head to Nate at the idea of a special fruit for breakfast, unsure of what it could be.
He’s distracted by Kamaria’s declaration of eating more than him, and a playful grin spreads across his face as he looks at his daughter with a hint of skepticism, a dark brow arching as he considers her. “Is that so?” He asks, pausing to consider her. “How much do you think I can eat?”
i cut my branch down from my family tree to start a fire in the living room
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
