// now knowing how to think, i scream aloud, begin to sink
my legs and arms are broken down with envy for the solid ground //
my legs and arms are broken down with envy for the solid ground //
Eyes focused on the canines as they approach and lightly wag their tails, Sunjata greets them quietly in turn as he lets them return back to the lawn to settle back down. No longer paused upon his arrival, Sunjata’s smile is focused enough to not be completely lost in his thoughts as he settles in beside her, still standing. Letting his wings rustle with the movement, a soft snort leaves him as she gives him a decent attempt at a laugh. “Alright.” Closing his eyes for the dramatics of it, his head tilts toward her as he listens for her voice.
Her comment is met with a shrug of his shoulders. “I don't know if you get to be the leader, principle or not.” Sunjata snorts with confidence that breaks into a heavy sigh. Forgoing the playfulness of their previous deal, he opens his gaze once he sees her pat the side of the swing she sits in and he easily shifts his position and reluctantly makes the dragon wings vanish from his spine to make it easier to sit. “I broke off my engagement.” He drops the bomb that might explain the fact he’s looking as terrible as he is.
“So, I could go down the list of all my doomed fuckin’ relationships or you won’t mind I just sit here for a few minutes before you pay me back for the room.” The offer is hers, Sunjata fishing around in his pocket for a pack of smokes for himself. Withdrawing one from the pack between his lips, he lights it and sinks back against the swing to let the smoke curl around him a bit more – turning his attention away from her and out over the darkening fields as the sun flees for the day, offering some amount of reprieve from the heat that still feels baked into every living thing around them.
Her comment is met with a shrug of his shoulders. “I don't know if you get to be the leader, principle or not.” Sunjata snorts with confidence that breaks into a heavy sigh. Forgoing the playfulness of their previous deal, he opens his gaze once he sees her pat the side of the swing she sits in and he easily shifts his position and reluctantly makes the dragon wings vanish from his spine to make it easier to sit. “I broke off my engagement.” He drops the bomb that might explain the fact he’s looking as terrible as he is.
“So, I could go down the list of all my doomed fuckin’ relationships or you won’t mind I just sit here for a few minutes before you pay me back for the room.” The offer is hers, Sunjata fishing around in his pocket for a pack of smokes for himself. Withdrawing one from the pack between his lips, he lights it and sinks back against the swing to let the smoke curl around him a bit more – turning his attention away from her and out over the darkening fields as the sun flees for the day, offering some amount of reprieve from the heat that still feels baked into every living thing around them.
// i'm reaching for the life within me, how can one man stop his ending?
i thought of just your face, relaxed, and floated into space //
i thought of just your face, relaxed, and floated into space //
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.
