SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
A louder chuckle leaves him as she calls Loren an arrogant prick. “Ahh, very true.” He agrees, lips shifting into a smirk before he shakes his head a small amount to that – flitting a bit of water around. “He threatened to kick my ass for it again.” His smirk fades a small amount as he focuses on her, though it hasn’t disappeared completely. Instead, his face retains a content look as she grins up at him, eyes gleaming mischievously.
“Oh? Is that so?” He asks with a tilt of his head, the smirk returning briefly. “And who, pray tell, is this?” He waits patiently for an answer as he dries himself off with the towel before wrapping it around his waist, reaching for the comb he’d used for her hair, to brush through his own quickly before turning back to her as she approaches. She kisses him lightly on the shoulder and he leans back against the countertop briefly as he regards her.
A smile crosses his face, softer there. “Good, I feel better when you are too.” He admits, bending down lightly to search her gaze, eyes dipping briefly to her lips. “Nobody else calls me fishboy even if I’m not a fish.” He teases her before trying to reach for a hand, to lead her back toward the bedroom.
“Oh? Is that so?” He asks with a tilt of his head, the smirk returning briefly. “And who, pray tell, is this?” He waits patiently for an answer as he dries himself off with the towel before wrapping it around his waist, reaching for the comb he’d used for her hair, to brush through his own quickly before turning back to her as she approaches. She kisses him lightly on the shoulder and he leans back against the countertop briefly as he regards her.
A smile crosses his face, softer there. “Good, I feel better when you are too.” He admits, bending down lightly to search her gaze, eyes dipping briefly to her lips. “Nobody else calls me fishboy even if I’m not a fish.” He teases her before trying to reach for a hand, to lead her back toward the bedroom.
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.
