// maybe we're endless, maybe we're infinite //
Unaware that he’s captivated her attention with the brief sun break, Sunjata’s gaze is bright as he swings back toward her, watching her as she affectionately jabs him verbally. A soft snort leaves him, bending at the knee just enough to help her kiss land to his jaw, huffing out a sigh and a roll of his eyes. “Well, I don’t wanna be wrong.” Comes the soft complaint, even though he knows it’s not needed.
Between being horrible at words, the attuned bond makes up for it – giving the sensation of his intentions even if he can’t verbalize them or parse them how he wants. But he can see her mask slip into place – a beautiful transition that hardly anyone would notice except those closest to her, and he pulses a sensation of love toward her to help with the unease he can feel leaking from her, thankful that the fisherman and the stall owner aren’t attuned as they step aside to wait.
“Yeah..” He squeezes her hand back, scanning her face as her hair shifts like sunlight and he’s helpless from stopping his lightning scarred hand from lifting and combing through the ends of the gold like molten metal between his fingers, captivated, only brought out by her joke. “Gods no, never with you. I dunno if I could handle the consequences.” He agrees, pushing his thoughts to the side before he leans down to tilt her head up for a soft and chaste kiss, craving the sweet taste of her kiss, before he's withdrawing to snag their order.
Handing hers to her, he snags a bite of the fish after, continuing their walk away from this particular stall down the rows of the others. I think it might be worth going through the boxes from the House of Midnight we haven’t unpacked yet.. I wanna see if the Knowtbook says anything. He murmurs through the attuned bond, in case a particularly static Friend is listening.
Between being horrible at words, the attuned bond makes up for it – giving the sensation of his intentions even if he can’t verbalize them or parse them how he wants. But he can see her mask slip into place – a beautiful transition that hardly anyone would notice except those closest to her, and he pulses a sensation of love toward her to help with the unease he can feel leaking from her, thankful that the fisherman and the stall owner aren’t attuned as they step aside to wait.
“Yeah..” He squeezes her hand back, scanning her face as her hair shifts like sunlight and he’s helpless from stopping his lightning scarred hand from lifting and combing through the ends of the gold like molten metal between his fingers, captivated, only brought out by her joke. “Gods no, never with you. I dunno if I could handle the consequences.” He agrees, pushing his thoughts to the side before he leans down to tilt her head up for a soft and chaste kiss, craving the sweet taste of her kiss, before he's withdrawing to snag their order.
Handing hers to her, he snags a bite of the fish after, continuing their walk away from this particular stall down the rows of the others. I think it might be worth going through the boxes from the House of Midnight we haven’t unpacked yet.. I wanna see if the Knowtbook says anything. He murmurs through the attuned bond, in case a particularly static Friend is listening.
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.
