SUNJATA
the flood
i can still see your face looking back through the flames
and i search it, was it worth it?
and i search it, was it worth it?
He shifts his feet a small amount to better brace when Nate grabs onto his hand with both of his – pulling the other man to his feet. It’s relatively easy, to use the advantages Sunjata has despite the slight tingling in his legs. And he easily accepts the arm that slides around his waist, sliding his own around Nate’s shoulders and keeping him close as he can. Haai during this time has seemingly declared a playful war over the boop of the horn to her side – stopping midstep and play bowing to the whale before zooming through the living room.
It’s dark, but as Nate had assumed, Sunjata can see just fine with a partial shifting of his own eyes as well. He shifts to his panther gaze, finding it easier to see in the dark for the mere moment before he does end up letting Nate go to wrap the bandage on, to reach for the two candles in the center of the table. Using his lighter, he lights the two and lets the firelight flicker until it’s bright enough he doesn’t really need his partial shift anymore.
But with the cellar question, and the distance between them, Sunjata can’t help but to approach again and press himself against Nate’s back to bury his face into the Ascended’s neck, arms slipping around his waist. “Good so far. Shit-ton of books and some other things to try and make the days go by. Plenty of alcohol and the food Melita and I hunted, still prepped and ready.” He hums with a quiet laugh, a small shrug of his shoulders.
It’s dark, but as Nate had assumed, Sunjata can see just fine with a partial shifting of his own eyes as well. He shifts to his panther gaze, finding it easier to see in the dark for the mere moment before he does end up letting Nate go to wrap the bandage on, to reach for the two candles in the center of the table. Using his lighter, he lights the two and lets the firelight flicker until it’s bright enough he doesn’t really need his partial shift anymore.
But with the cellar question, and the distance between them, Sunjata can’t help but to approach again and press himself against Nate’s back to bury his face into the Ascended’s neck, arms slipping around his waist. “Good so far. Shit-ton of books and some other things to try and make the days go by. Plenty of alcohol and the food Melita and I hunted, still prepped and ready.” He hums with a quiet laugh, a small shrug of his shoulders.
no i don't mind the smoke, but your tears make me choke
are you okay? should i go away?
are you okay? should i go away?
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.
