i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
Leaning into the touch like a cat might press into an offered opening of attention, his steel gaze meets Frey’s, watching them shift and change from vibrant blues to honey browns, rapidly changing and shifting to all of those loved and lost, and a pang of sentimentality flickers through him, lighting up his scars in a small vibrant lightning strike.
“Yes.” Sunjata agrees immediately. After all, everything he had ever done was for that reason. Trying so desperately to keep Nate alive, protecting Lusea at all costs.
Taking the orb in his hands, it feels surprisingly warm and light for how much Sunjata’s heart felt scarred and war torn, but perhaps that was the point. “I will. Thank you.” It was everything, truly, and excitement burns in his chest at the prospect of giving Hotaru such a full gift, ensuring that no matter what, his heart will remain with her.
“Yes.” Sunjata agrees immediately. After all, everything he had ever done was for that reason. Trying so desperately to keep Nate alive, protecting Lusea at all costs.
Taking the orb in his hands, it feels surprisingly warm and light for how much Sunjata’s heart felt scarred and war torn, but perhaps that was the point. “I will. Thank you.” It was everything, truly, and excitement burns in his chest at the prospect of giving Hotaru such a full gift, ensuring that no matter what, his heart will remain with her.
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.
