we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different
the same old things expecting something different
“Got it.” He hums to her, taking the rack back and moving over to the fire to start to grill it. It immediately penetrates his senses, and he half focuses on that to ensure it’s doneness (he’s never grilled a raccoon before, if he’s being honest) while also paying attention to whether she takes him up on his offer. In the end, though, she’s right and he shifts on his feet slightly, gaze finding Wessex again at the explanation. “Ah, I see.” There’s a soft laugh, a shake of his head. “Apparently you and Nate have decided the same fate if something happens.” Which, he’s hoping nothing happens to the both of them.
But there is a part of him that wonders what kind of new body the Voice would put Nate into. What she’d put Wessex into. Would they be voided of all of their scars? Would they even look close to the same as they once did? And what kind of effect would that have later on down the pike?
They’re all hypotheticals, of course, but he can’t help but to think them all the same as he moves to turn the raccoons over to continue their even grilling. “Me? Dumb?” He poses to her, cutting a childishly amused grin, but it fades a few seconds after as he snorts. “I like to think I’ve gotten better lately.” He runs nearly entirely on impulse, anyway.
He continues to grill as she mentions the book and retrieves it, and by the time she does, the raccoons are nearly done. But he moves them off knowing they’ll come up to temperature as he takes the book and turns to set it on the clean surface they’d prepped on to open it. He scans the pages and glances back up at her with a raised brow. “Is this how they did it for so long?” It feels like a cheat sheet, one that the Ascended have unfortunately retrieved at the tail end of the excursion with not enough time to finish the test correctly.
But it’s better than letting Remi and Ronin have it, in his opinion.
But there is a part of him that wonders what kind of new body the Voice would put Nate into. What she’d put Wessex into. Would they be voided of all of their scars? Would they even look close to the same as they once did? And what kind of effect would that have later on down the pike?
They’re all hypotheticals, of course, but he can’t help but to think them all the same as he moves to turn the raccoons over to continue their even grilling. “Me? Dumb?” He poses to her, cutting a childishly amused grin, but it fades a few seconds after as he snorts. “I like to think I’ve gotten better lately.” He runs nearly entirely on impulse, anyway.
He continues to grill as she mentions the book and retrieves it, and by the time she does, the raccoons are nearly done. But he moves them off knowing they’ll come up to temperature as he takes the book and turns to set it on the clean surface they’d prepped on to open it. He scans the pages and glances back up at her with a raised brow. “Is this how they did it for so long?” It feels like a cheat sheet, one that the Ascended have unfortunately retrieved at the tail end of the excursion with not enough time to finish the test correctly.
But it’s better than letting Remi and Ronin have it, in his opinion.
but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
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.
