SUNJATA
i was never the sharp knife, but i was never the dull mind
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
Is this how he sounded? When he told everyone it wasn’t a big deal and it didn’t matter? Did he sound as insane as she does now, to him, having seen the true faces for what they were? The corruption that was spreading?
“I’m okay.” He assures her, desperately trying to keep his shaky breath believable. He keeps her tight against him, clinging to the portions that are familiar to him rather than the new additions, wondering if it would ever go back to normal.
Gods, but then to subject her to this living nightmare upon getting her healed.
A shivery inhale floods his lungs and his lightning scarred hand finds her hair, threading through the muted hues. “No one’s hurt. I just..” Fuck, he doesn’t want to lie to her, but he has to. For her sake. “It’s Nate’s birthday. It’s.. hard this year.” Does it warrant his surprise? No, not really. But it is the Grounds, and so much had happened there to the both of them. “I know— I know it’s shitty of me... But I— I just need some space? Maybe you can go and see Deimos and Erebos for a bit?” His heart tears, shattering open old scars, wounds he didn’t know have healed, but at least the blood feels familiar.
“I’m sorry. I love you and I’m sorry I’m not better for you right now.” Please forgive me. It’s for both our sakes.
And no, he keeps her pressed against him, away from looking at her, as if he can’t bear it.
“I’m okay.” He assures her, desperately trying to keep his shaky breath believable. He keeps her tight against him, clinging to the portions that are familiar to him rather than the new additions, wondering if it would ever go back to normal.
Gods, but then to subject her to this living nightmare upon getting her healed.
A shivery inhale floods his lungs and his lightning scarred hand finds her hair, threading through the muted hues. “No one’s hurt. I just..” Fuck, he doesn’t want to lie to her, but he has to. For her sake. “It’s Nate’s birthday. It’s.. hard this year.” Does it warrant his surprise? No, not really. But it is the Grounds, and so much had happened there to the both of them. “I know— I know it’s shitty of me... But I— I just need some space? Maybe you can go and see Deimos and Erebos for a bit?” His heart tears, shattering open old scars, wounds he didn’t know have healed, but at least the blood feels familiar.
“I’m sorry. I love you and I’m sorry I’m not better for you right now.” Please forgive me. It’s for both our sakes.
And no, he keeps her pressed against him, away from looking at her, as if he can’t bear it.
so you said it was for me, when you tried to break me
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
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.
