— we can hide in the cover of the storm
She trembles and he tremors with her, shaking and breaking with her until all they are left with is the afterglow, the influx of emotions, enough to fade as the time goes on, and he slips off of her to her side, chest heaving, sparing a quick glance to the ring along his finger. And with the feeling of Frey departing, as Phoebe wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him close and he pulls her close, he can’t help the sinking feeling in his stomach.
He avoids it, however, letting Phoebe fall asleep along his chest, but it takes him a bit longer, fighting between the regret and frustration that had led him up to this moment, to the bandage around his hand, the blood still on her, the ring along their fingers, and a god made bed. Ignoring it just enough that he can let his thoughts lull him to sleep too.
— FIN
He avoids it, however, letting Phoebe fall asleep along his chest, but it takes him a bit longer, fighting between the regret and frustration that had led him up to this moment, to the bandage around his hand, the blood still on her, the ring along their fingers, and a god made bed. Ignoring it just enough that he can let his thoughts lull him to sleep too.
— FIN
you're the lightning, and I'll soon be gone —
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.
