they made a mockery of him once 'look at the walking tragedy' now they whisper when he passes
he's a demon, with a crown of blood
He can hear the amusement in her voice, and he shakes his head a small amount, though a smile sparks on his face. He keeps his eyes closed, hand under his head, listening to the quiet sounds of Maea getting comfortable within his bed. “I think it’s going to kill me either way.” He offers, voice tired and with the briefest hint of a deep ness akin to a growl. But she shifts to get comfortable in the bed, and he turns to lie on his side as well, back to her with the blankets drawn up tight, legs tucked up into him somewhat, as much as he can.
He’s quiet for a while, listening closely to see if she’s sleeping or not, before he tries to focus on other sounds, tries to focus on the room not spinning quite so much, realizing he should have eaten something at some point today. Tucking his head in a bit tighter against the couch pillows and the blanket, he cocoons himself somewhat with the pressure of it all, inhaling a rattling breath that he exhales slowly out his nose.
He’s quiet for a while, listening closely to see if she’s sleeping or not, before he tries to focus on other sounds, tries to focus on the room not spinning quite so much, realizing he should have eaten something at some point today. Tucking his head in a bit tighter against the couch pillows and the blanket, he cocoons himself somewhat with the pressure of it all, inhaling a rattling breath that he exhales slowly out his nose.
does it look like he's still under your control?
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.
