// 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 //
The joke falls flat and Sunjata doesn’t know where to pick up any of the conversation on that – because it was complicated, it was a lot of different pieces and moving parts that had made it this way, that maybe if he had stayed he could have gotten Nate to leave before the inevitable, too. Because if there was anyone that could break Nate out of that pinpoint focus, he likes to think that it’s him. “Yeah. Maybe.” Sunjata replies to the follow-up instead, but there’s no humor in it, nothing but the bones left behind where he may have otherwise jested.
Her arm slips through his and her head rests on his shoulder and he doesn’t know that he’s trembling until he shifts, too, to press his cheek against the crown of her golden head, shutting his eyes in the hopes that it keeps the tears at bay some more. “I wouldn’t keep Remi from him if the roles were reversed.” He admits, quietly, his voice shaky as he takes another deep breath. “But that’s a lot of what ifs. I don’t know how Ronin feels. I don’t know if Safrin will stick her fingers into him just to spite me.” Because she could and he’d be at a loss at what to do with that too.
It's a tangled mess he isn’t at all prepared to handle or deal with, but the first step is first. Talking. And at least having Isla there means that he doesn’t have to fail at that too. “Guess I should stop drinking, huh?” If he wants to be somewhat put together as soon as possible to try and retrieve the Lone Ranger from the depths of a shitty Temple in Stormbreak.
Her arm slips through his and her head rests on his shoulder and he doesn’t know that he’s trembling until he shifts, too, to press his cheek against the crown of her golden head, shutting his eyes in the hopes that it keeps the tears at bay some more. “I wouldn’t keep Remi from him if the roles were reversed.” He admits, quietly, his voice shaky as he takes another deep breath. “But that’s a lot of what ifs. I don’t know how Ronin feels. I don’t know if Safrin will stick her fingers into him just to spite me.” Because she could and he’d be at a loss at what to do with that too.
It's a tangled mess he isn’t at all prepared to handle or deal with, but the first step is first. Talking. And at least having Isla there means that he doesn’t have to fail at that too. “Guess I should stop drinking, huh?” If he wants to be somewhat put together as soon as possible to try and retrieve the Lone Ranger from the depths of a shitty Temple in Stormbreak.
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.
