SUNJATA
the flood
snow glistens on the ledge, whiskey on the bed
shake it out and light a cigarette
shake it out and light a cigarette
Sunjata very much avoids the Safrin shrine, and very obviously glares at it while Melita offers her trinkets and returns – figuring it was better for him to keep his distance if her offerings were to be considered. “Nothing yet. Debating on whether to take a break and visit Frey’s Breath before I inevitably end up back here again.” Sunjata drawls with a groan, rubbing at his temples before he shakes his arms out.
Specifically to get the feeling of Safrin out from his bones again, dreading each time he has to be close to one of her shrines. “You heard anything?” He asks, glancing over at her as they start the search again for anything poking up out of the ground at the base of the trees.
Specifically to get the feeling of Safrin out from his bones again, dreading each time he has to be close to one of her shrines. “You heard anything?” He asks, glancing over at her as they start the search again for anything poking up out of the ground at the base of the trees.
miss me when you, you wish you weren't right
shake me all out if i'm wrong, for you, for you
shake me all out if i'm wrong, for you, for 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.
