SUNJATA
look who's digging their own grave
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
There’s no heat or intent in the touch. Just a semblance of kindness as he helps to clear her vision from the wild ivory hair that had tangled and snarled as she went through her emotions. And when he’s placed it out of her line of sight, he sits back on his heels and watches her as her smile warms, as if the idea of him being near was one that she’d been wary of but realized it didn’t harbor the teeth she otherwise thought it might have.
At least, that’s what he thinks based off of what she said before, but he settles and snorts to her follow up - his shoulder shrugging a little in response. “A lot of shit happened, Maea. The things we argued about seem pointless now.” What was the purpose? He’d moved on, he’s living his life, he’s ruling his region. He’s got so much more shit to focus on now than previous pettiness.
“I’ll tell you now that I’m different.” He’s said it before, but reiterating it seemed vital. So the Flood shifts a little to lay in the grass and peer up at the canopy above, arms lifting to tuck under his head as he stares up at the canopy. “Got any burning questions to start off with?”
At least, that’s what he thinks based off of what she said before, but he settles and snorts to her follow up - his shoulder shrugging a little in response. “A lot of shit happened, Maea. The things we argued about seem pointless now.” What was the purpose? He’d moved on, he’s living his life, he’s ruling his region. He’s got so much more shit to focus on now than previous pettiness.
“I’ll tell you now that I’m different.” He’s said it before, but reiterating it seemed vital. So the Flood shifts a little to lay in the grass and peer up at the canopy above, arms lifting to tuck under his head as he stares up at the canopy. “Got any burning questions to start off with?”
look who makes their own bed, lies right down within it
and what will you have left?
and what will you have left?
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.
