temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
He doesn’t know how else to explain it. It was the refuge, it was a place he’d made to keep so many safe even after the Voice had denied Nate’s own arrival. So he swallows down against her biting tone of the refuge, refraining from mentioning anything else about it, because where else would it be? It isn’t like he has a home anywhere else anymore. And the home he’d shared with Nate in King’s End was still painful to be in even after the years that have passed.
So he tries to start over, tries to offer dinner, and he watches as her posture churns and changes into something like a snake coiling up with the potential to bite. And he’s tired — so fucking tired of being everyone’s enemy all the time.
She asks what will make it different and he levels her with an easy gaze, without the malice and bite that her own body seems to hold in. “Because I’m going to be better from here on out.” He doesn’t have the war or potential focus on keeping Nate alive these days. He’s got nothing but what’s right now, and right now that means trying to fix the relationships he did have when he knows he’s been the root of the problem for so long.
And he knows it certainly won’t be easy. “I want to start over, Mel. I can’t undo the shitty things I did back then but I can do better now. And I want to be better.”
So he tries to start over, tries to offer dinner, and he watches as her posture churns and changes into something like a snake coiling up with the potential to bite. And he’s tired — so fucking tired of being everyone’s enemy all the time.
She asks what will make it different and he levels her with an easy gaze, without the malice and bite that her own body seems to hold in. “Because I’m going to be better from here on out.” He doesn’t have the war or potential focus on keeping Nate alive these days. He’s got nothing but what’s right now, and right now that means trying to fix the relationships he did have when he knows he’s been the root of the problem for so long.
And he knows it certainly won’t be easy. “I want to start over, Mel. I can’t undo the shitty things I did back then but I can do better now. And I want to be better.”
the flood
tell me i'm a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
