THE FLOOD
// take my heart and make it feel,
take my soul and make it real
take my soul and make it real
Her wrinkled nose earns her a soft little rumbling tsk that playfully leaves him as he loads up his arms, letting her know the idea he’s thought through. The house itself with the smattering of rooms, has more than enough for offices or pleasure, their bedroom, more bedrooms for potential familial additions, and he follows her in through the front door with more chuckles chasing after her as she darts around the house.
It's blissful and relieving, truth be told, to see how excited she is for this – for their future, despite the weight of the world around them seeming like it’ll crash. He’s content to follow her to the ends of the world, he suddenly realizes with a soft tenderness to the corners of his mouth, one that remains when she turns back to him with that decisive hand on her hip look about her. “Seems like you’ve got energy to burn, hm, liefde?” He waggles his brows at her, chuckling again as he steps in and sets everything down, slipping out the hammer from his belt and the nails to get started putting it together.
While she moves back and forth to grab the pieces, Sunjata starts getting the frame together, and before they know it the bed is filling up the space and without breaking a sweat, Sunjata flashes a toothy grin to Hotaru. “So where’re we putting it?”
It's blissful and relieving, truth be told, to see how excited she is for this – for their future, despite the weight of the world around them seeming like it’ll crash. He’s content to follow her to the ends of the world, he suddenly realizes with a soft tenderness to the corners of his mouth, one that remains when she turns back to him with that decisive hand on her hip look about her. “Seems like you’ve got energy to burn, hm, liefde?” He waggles his brows at her, chuckling again as he steps in and sets everything down, slipping out the hammer from his belt and the nails to get started putting it together.
While she moves back and forth to grab the pieces, Sunjata starts getting the frame together, and before they know it the bed is filling up the space and without breaking a sweat, Sunjata flashes a toothy grin to Hotaru. “So where’re we putting it?”
'cause i was bright, yeah I was pale and blue,
starry eyed by every thought of you //
starry eyed by every thought of you //
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.
