i believe it was a sin to do you in the way i did you in, i couldn't stop it coming from afar
i lost the keys to the getaway car. and every now and then i'm in this place
i lost the keys to the getaway car. and every now and then i'm in this place
His heart beat is slow, but it’s there – shallow breaths that Vai will feel along her hand. He’s limp and all body weight when she goes to turn him, to roll him onto the good side, the pulse of healing magic spreading through him, giving him a few moments of stronger breaths, of some quiet realization that he can’t move. He chokes on the water in his lungs at first, hunching over, coughing and throwing it up, trying to breathe.
But he’s alive, right? This wouldn’t be death – this horrible burning pain everywhere and the scarring to his face throbbing and bruised, ruined and split down the side. He manages to open an eye, slamming it shut as he coughs around more water trapped in his lungs, groaning against the pain it causes in his side, too, moving to curl up on himself. The eye opens again, squinting blearily at the blurred shape of someone, though it’s hard to tell who.
He shuts his eyes again, trying to focus on his breathing and getting the water out of his lungs.
But he’s alive, right? This wouldn’t be death – this horrible burning pain everywhere and the scarring to his face throbbing and bruised, ruined and split down the side. He manages to open an eye, slamming it shut as he coughs around more water trapped in his lungs, groaning against the pain it causes in his side, too, moving to curl up on himself. The eye opens again, squinting blearily at the blurred shape of someone, though it’s hard to tell who.
He shuts his eyes again, trying to focus on his breathing and getting the water out of his lungs.
it's hell living when i need your face. don't hide, don't hide, don't hide from me
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.
