// the edge is getting closer, it's a long spiral down. it's so fun to fly 'til you hit the ground
i think i'm getting too close, i think i'm getting too close //
i think i'm getting too close, i think i'm getting too close //
He seems a bit stuck either way – unable to say no with Edmund sound asleep against his chest, so much like a lost dog he finds himself following Maeve and offering a nod as she turns back just enough to look at him. “Sure.” He manages quietly, ignoring more of the looks as he slips past people to catch back up to the new leader of Torchline.
As for the whiskey first and firewood on the way back, he nods, easily slipping into the space beside her as the crowd begins to part to make room for them – all while Sunjata keeps a hold of Edmund to ensure he doesn’t tumble. “She’s good. Learning a lot. The usual.” He offers easily. “I think she likes it at the new place. There’s lots of space for her to play in.” That part of the move had worked out surprisingly well, the rest of it though had been a bit of a challenge. “And how are things in Torchline?” He asks quietly, casting a steel glance her way.
As for the whiskey first and firewood on the way back, he nods, easily slipping into the space beside her as the crowd begins to part to make room for them – all while Sunjata keeps a hold of Edmund to ensure he doesn’t tumble. “She’s good. Learning a lot. The usual.” He offers easily. “I think she likes it at the new place. There’s lots of space for her to play in.” That part of the move had worked out surprisingly well, the rest of it though had been a bit of a challenge. “And how are things in Torchline?” He asks quietly, casting a steel glance her way.
it's hard to get to heaven with my head in my hands
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.
