#even without nate they arent going to lose

[diondecarnate]

just finished leverage redemption and its v v v good

[voidfirenate]

Prompt 8: Running Again (Freeday)

  “Where will you go?” Zhai asked as he puffed the end of his cigarette. The red tip glowing bright against the darkness of the night sky. He sat in the window sill of one of the buildings on High Bridge where Nate had been staying with his daughter this last moon or so. It was small but affordable, not to mention quiet compared to the bustle of Uldah.   “Dont know. . . Probably somewhere far. Maybe somewhere close just secluded, theres really no telling.” His friend responded, loading the last bits of his clothes and Tempests diapers into a bag. He’d not planned on going anywhere, not at first but. . . “You know you have a company to look after right? Surprised they havent started calling you Ghost Marshal with how much you disappear without a word to them.”   The words cut deep for Nate as he visibly flinched though Zhai knew what he was doing. Knew it would hurt which is why he said them. Sometimes pain was the only way for Nate to realized he was doing something unnecessary or wrong. Inhaling a deep breath, the miqote pushed himself out of the window and into the room. With a flick of his fingers, he disgarded the half smoked cig before approaching his friend.   “Just talk to them about this. They could help you, or better at least take care of Temmy while youre gone.” There was a silence that followed making him wonder if Nate was even still listening to him anymore. Throwing the bag over, Nate moved to set it by the room door. His eyes glanced to the sleeping baby on the bed snug between two pillows so she didnt roll off.     His hand brushed his false hand while thinking a bit giving Zhai more room to speak it seemed. “Natey. . . Look man, that curse mark isnt that bad. We can cure it in no time! You leaving and. . . and. . . distancing yourself is a bit much. Come on, all those at the Order are strong, smart, a bit too goody goody, but that may work for now. They could-”  “-Could what? Spend moons trying to figure out why their Marshal is slowly losing his mind?” His voice was low. . . almost defeated. “I’ve been trying for years. One solution after another but they’ve all been. . . a small bandage over an already festering wound. Im not you. I’m not. . . Some alagan experiment, or enhanced like Oni or Frost. My body was never meant to handle all the void and elemental and. . . stupid aether bullshit I and Other put it through. Its dying, Zhai.” It was the first time he’d said it out loud. First time he’d admitted to having this condition. So naturally, His friend was stunned. What words could one say to a dying man who’d accepted his- “Im still gonna look for a way out but. . . My mind will be the first to go. I’d rather die then have my friends. ..  My family watch me turn into a broken man who cant even remember his own name. I wont burden them with that. THey have a missions to complete, lives to save, people to help as well as help themselves.”    Zhai was quiet as he listened, green eyes slowly falling to the floor in shame. He should have known Nate wouldnt give up but. . . “What about Tempest? Arent you afraid You’ll hurt her?” He asked softly, fighting the urge to look at the little girl. “I’m taking her to Marina’s. She’s never been able to have children so I know she’ll take good care of her. . .” The man nodded. He should have expected Nate to hand her over to his Aunt. She’d stand out less in Limsa than if he’d taken her north to his Grandfather.   Finally. . . It seemed that all that needed to be said had been said as the mans bags were packed and mind made up. He met Nates gaze with an indifferent stare knowing he couldnt stop him. “THen I wish you luck. . . An Should I find anything that can help I’ll make sure to let you know. . .” He said firmly, determined to assist in anyway he could. Nate gave a faint smile before patting his friends shoulder. “Thank you and hey! Maybe this will be resolved quickly! Then all this. . . Moping and bruting will have been in vain!” He laughter loudly before scooping up his daughter.   He offered one last grin, “I’ll see you soon ZHai. Take care of them for me okay?” Zhai slowly closed his eyes before giving a silent nod. With that done, Nate slipped from the room and was one the road before the sun ever crested the desert horizon. . .  

[the-kipsabian]

did someone say asagao!nate? ..no? well, aNYWAYS

➭ during the nights of natemare, when nate sleeps, he always has dreams. very vivid dreams, that he still remembers very clearly in the morning. they arent necessarily about anything related to what happened the night before when he was out of his own control, sometimes maybe, but its just. some other really scary stuff tbh. which is one reason why he wakes up so drained the next morning

➭ during the weekends especially (and sometimes during the week too cause we all know by now that nate doesnt care about school schedules at all), you can find him in town playing guitar on the street for some pocket change. occasionally he will also hold late night concerts on campus (dont ask how he gets away with it, its nate, he does what he wants at this point) in the auditorium

➭ nate rarely sleeps properly tbh, but when he sleeps, he Sleeps. meaning if he passes out, wherever hes sprawled down at the moment, he will sleep there and waking him up is close to impossible. this is especially true during october, but just in general your chances of getting him up and especially early in the morning in time for class, are absolutely close to none. he will wake up on his own terms at his own time, so if you want this boi to be awake at a certain time of the day, just make sure he doesnt fall asleep. he can power through without sleep/with just little of it, no problem, hes used to it, dont worry about that part

➭ nate is. never cold. never. NEVER EVER. like, for reals. despite the outfits he wears that most definitely wouldnt keep heat very well, hes just. always feeling great. during the most terrible storm in the winter? nah man i gotta wear this stuff cause its A Look and i cant betray that, you know? im not cold. also cause he like. uses his hands for all his activities and music, they are always warm. so if your hands are cold ever? nate holds your hand. if your cheeks are cold? nate holds your face. if you are just cold all over? come here, nate’ll hug you to keep you warm. and it works. every. single. time ➭ also related to this, nate rarely gets sick (if you dont count natemare). tho if he does capture something more than a common cold (cause he enjoys the cold tbh, it “makes my voice sound even deeper can you imagine how hot people will think that is” and then he sings enough with this cold to lose his voice for like a week gdi nate what were you thinking? oh right YOU WERENT), hes going to be a very whiny bitch about it and be bedridden for at least a week straight. hes not faking it tbh, but hes miserable and he wants to cuddle people but he cant and he wants to play music but he cant and he cant write cause his head doesnt work with this sickness and hes just. miserable. and whiny. tho after he gets better hes really good to go again for a real loooong time before getting sick again. it happens like once or twice a year only, honestly