// the killer in me is the killer in you, my love, i send this smile over to you
disarm you with a smile, and leave you like they left me here //
disarm you with a smile, and leave you like they left me here //
Her hand rests on his arm and it stills him in his steps a fraction, falling behind a split second before he speeds up to catch up, humming an agreement that he doesn’t feel deep down – because his memory has gotten terrible over the last few years, each step on death’s doorstep taking a little more away from him each and every time. But that’s why he’d started that little journal when Nate left the first time, the one that he put all of his memories in. The one that was a gift for his husband when he returned, one that Sunjata could absolutely keep adding to – yet another gift for when he comes back.
The breeze grows stronger and goosebumps rise against Sunjata’s skin, goosebumps rising in their wake until Vai stops completely – stops him completely – and stares up at his eyes and he finds hers in return. “I…” He begins before he cuts himself off as she continues, his shoulders slumping slightly, swallowing hard. “I’m not allowed in the Greatwood. Would you still be able to receive letters from me should I reach out?” He asks – because he needs the connection. And likely, it couldn’t hurt letting the twins out for a trip with Vai in the comfort of the Wilds. He just doesn't know how to contact her.
The breeze grows stronger and goosebumps rise against Sunjata’s skin, goosebumps rising in their wake until Vai stops completely – stops him completely – and stares up at his eyes and he finds hers in return. “I…” He begins before he cuts himself off as she continues, his shoulders slumping slightly, swallowing hard. “I’m not allowed in the Greatwood. Would you still be able to receive letters from me should I reach out?” He asks – because he needs the connection. And likely, it couldn’t hurt letting the twins out for a trip with Vai in the comfort of the Wilds. He just doesn't know how to contact her.
to wither in denial, the bitterness of one who's left alone
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.
