better get to diggin' while my body's getting cold.
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
She grabs onto those shoulders that shake with his laughter, and Sunjata can’t seem to keep it restrained when she asks him a question he hasn’t even thought about, brows lifting high as he regards her and his hands drop from all dramatics to help steady her because he certainly isn’t as grounding right now as a rock. “What?!” He asks, barking another laugh before sucking in a sharp breath.
“Personally, you seem well equipped!” He makes an almost placating look with his face that breaks immediately, having to look away from her to look up, taking a hand off of her to push back his hair from his eyes as well as trying to get a breath of relief down, his laughter and amusement enough to redden his face, to line his eyes with tears of a good kind.
“Personally, you seem well equipped!” He makes an almost placating look with his face that breaks immediately, having to look away from her to look up, taking a hand off of her to push back his hair from his eyes as well as trying to get a breath of relief down, his laughter and amusement enough to redden his face, to line his eyes with tears of a good kind.
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.
