now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
He absolutely still has her things, they’re just not in this room — he’s not even sure when the last time this room had been used by her, if ever, but it doesn’t matter too much in the end. It’s as bare bones of a room as they come aside from the weaponry scattered about, books as well, journals of sorts to take notes in. But he doesn’t comment on it, not as he crawls under the blankets and she settles along the side of it.
And he lets her apply the oils to his face, eyes shutting despite his tense jaw, before he looks to her as she removes his hand and begins to rub at his temples, relieving some of the pressure there. His eyes shut tight again, a heavy sigh leaving him with a combination of the pressure and a small amount of relief, though it’s fleeting. He can feel the pounding return at any time she stops, but at least for the moment it’s slightly relieving to have a few moments of respite.
And he lets her apply the oils to his face, eyes shutting despite his tense jaw, before he looks to her as she removes his hand and begins to rub at his temples, relieving some of the pressure there. His eyes shut tight again, a heavy sigh leaving him with a combination of the pressure and a small amount of relief, though it’s fleeting. He can feel the pounding return at any time she stops, but at least for the moment it’s slightly relieving to have a few moments of respite.
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
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.
