i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
He does cast sidelong glances toward her while he works on the dishes, trying to gauge how she takes the information of the additional companion and the like. And when she allows that little wistful smile to twist the corner of her mouth, more relief spreads through his shoulders, letting a similar one bloom on his face. “I’d like to see it when you’re done, if that’s okay?” Something about the additional memory from someone else might soothe the wounded hole in his chest. Like a reminder that others had also lost alongside him, but could still share their own memories.
The next question takes him a little by surprise, however, and he hums a soft sound of contemplation under his breath, head tilting slightly as he rinses off a pan. “I think so. It seems to be the one Festival I always go to.” And he shakes his head and lets a soft little huff of a sound leave him. “Maybe I’m just hopeful that I’ll get a chance.” He doubts he would, but there’s still that little part of him that thinks what if…
Would it help or would it hurt worse?
The next question takes him a little by surprise, however, and he hums a soft sound of contemplation under his breath, head tilting slightly as he rinses off a pan. “I think so. It seems to be the one Festival I always go to.” And he shakes his head and lets a soft little huff of a sound leave him. “Maybe I’m just hopeful that I’ll get a chance.” He doubts he would, but there’s still that little part of him that thinks what if…
Would it help or would it hurt worse?
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a 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.
