SUNJATA
your voice is the loudest shout at the head of the line
your voice is all war
She laughs at his joke and he quirks a brow at her when she taps her chin and heads toward the door. He follows her out, listening with a quiet chuckle at the comment she gives. He doesn’t comment on it just yet, not until she crawls into the bed and he follows, pulling the blankets up to cover them comfortably before he turns onto his side and pulls her close into him.
He chuckles to her lightly, burying his face into her neck, his free hand reaching up to touch the braid. “Well, when you put it that way.” He voice his muffled from her neck but he chuckles lightly with it anyway. “I suppose it’s a fair trade.” He smiles against her skin before sighing contently. “You have a lot of hair though.” He rumbles before he yawns.
He chuckles to her lightly, burying his face into her neck, his free hand reaching up to touch the braid. “Well, when you put it that way.” He voice his muffled from her neck but he chuckles lightly with it anyway. “I suppose it’s a fair trade.” He smiles against her skin before sighing contently. “You have a lot of hair though.” He rumbles before he yawns.
and and they love you for it
your voice is breaking but it is holy
boy born for revolution
all you have to do is burn
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.
