SUNJATA
the flood
but am i too late? or hearts to your spades,
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?
A deeper chuckle leaves him as she pulls out a feather from within her shirt, his gaze turning more and more amused. But the coffee is finished and he’s gathering their cups, moving into the living room to help collect her things once the confirmation of exactly what this was is made. A mutual agreement, at the very least, a way to keep his head screwed on tight.
She dresses easily and folds the shirt up and sets it on the couch and Sunjata’s offering her another quiet thank you as he walks her to the door. And with a gentle touch to her hand, a roguish smile, he bids her farewell with the promise that they’d be seeing each other again soon.
It’s right in time, of course, given Haai’s sudden warning that Kamaria is awake, and Sunjata has the rest of the day to focus his attention on his daughter and yet another attempt at trying to cook something.
— Fin <33
She dresses easily and folds the shirt up and sets it on the couch and Sunjata’s offering her another quiet thank you as he walks her to the door. And with a gentle touch to her hand, a roguish smile, he bids her farewell with the promise that they’d be seeing each other again soon.
It’s right in time, of course, given Haai’s sudden warning that Kamaria is awake, and Sunjata has the rest of the day to focus his attention on his daughter and yet another attempt at trying to cook something.
— Fin <33
so we're not written in the stars,
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything
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.
