I come from the water

I saw the crosses of empty cathedrals whose prospects were hanging out in bars

They begin to speak at the same time, and Sunjata can’t help the slight smile that crosses his face with it as he begins to fish for the cigarette. And when he finds it, continuing on with his suggestion over what it was like in a sense that he could understand it in, he glances up to Nate as the lighter is there. A drag from it that’s far smoother than what Nate had earlier – and as the Ascended steals it, his gaze flickers back toward Nate.

There’s some glimmer of understanding with it, a hmm that’s accompanied with his own small plume of smoke slipping from his nose. He watches briefly the failed smoke ring, before he takes the cigarette back and smirks lightly toward Nate as he tries to settle in again. “So you ended up being like… A branch of it? Doing some of the shittier things so the main guy wouldn’t get involved?” He offers, pushing up a small amount from his little crevice to take a drag and puff a ring toward Nate’s face with a small wink. “You mentioned you went awhile before getting caught. Did anyone else?” He asks out of pure curiosity – wondering if much like the enforcers back home, how much those branches could be expendable.

SUNJATA