SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
She tells him it’s because she wanted to go swimming with him, to not tire him out when in the end? It didn’t matter to him how long she lasted or how many times they’d have to stop, so long as she was there. But he searches her face as she speaks, watches her shrink beneath his gaze so he looks to the curls of steam coming from the shower. At least, until she mentions she’d been healed.
“Were you alone?” He asks quietly, surprisingly so, finding his attention returning to her to see her answer. He’s assuming that either she wasn’t, or she had seen someone shortly after for it. But it still didn’t relieve him any, and he finds a muscle feather in his jaw as he focuses on her again. “You were seriously hurt.” He says somewhat flatly.
And he hadn’t been there, she hadn’t asked him to come help her. Perhaps he could’ve prevented it? He clenches his jaw again in quiet consideration, still unreadable, but clearly not buying her excuses for doing such a reckless thing.
“Were you alone?” He asks quietly, surprisingly so, finding his attention returning to her to see her answer. He’s assuming that either she wasn’t, or she had seen someone shortly after for it. But it still didn’t relieve him any, and he finds a muscle feather in his jaw as he focuses on her again. “You were seriously hurt.” He says somewhat flatly.
And he hadn’t been there, she hadn’t asked him to come help her. Perhaps he could’ve prevented it? He clenches his jaw again in quiet consideration, still unreadable, but clearly not buying her excuses for doing such a reckless thing.
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
