// 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 //
“A well, got it.” He murmurs, lifting his gaze away from her while she fills her canteen to focus on the world around them, on the desert and its edges, the heat radiating off the dunes that makes the image hazy and fuzzy where it’s too hot to see any details through it. Once she’s filled her canteen and gotten a sip for herself, he draws it toward himself and takes another sip, before he disbands the magic thrumming through his veins.
As for being a busy bee? Well, he has been. Somehow. It feels like the more attempts he tries to get away from everything, the more things keep tugging him back, caging him into their folds. “If by busy bee, you mean pissing off Safrin so much that she made the stars disappear for a night, then yes.” It’s half an amused mutter, half a lingering frustration in his gut that he tries to brush past while they walk, his gaze still searching for any sign of a well. “What about you? What’ve you been up to?”
As for being a busy bee? Well, he has been. Somehow. It feels like the more attempts he tries to get away from everything, the more things keep tugging him back, caging him into their folds. “If by busy bee, you mean pissing off Safrin so much that she made the stars disappear for a night, then yes.” It’s half an amused mutter, half a lingering frustration in his gut that he tries to brush past while they walk, his gaze still searching for any sign of a well. “What about you? What’ve you been up to?”
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.
