SUNJATA
the flood
holding back the flood,
in this skyscraper town
A fine is good enough, and he bobs his head briefly toward her before she continues. “Deal.” He agrees again as she lays her last terms, her name, and settles a bit despite the glare she gives. He’s stood up from the rock, ready to pull away and leave if she insisted on encroaching it – not particularly wanting to have his afternoon ruined by a fae that consistently chose to glare at him the entire time. But it seems she’s picked up on that similar feeling – that the two of them likely shouldn’t spend any more time together than they absolutely had to.
His gaze narrows as she begins to take to the skies, not caring in the slightest if she’s unhappy with the results of this. It wasn’t in Sunjata’s nature to just go and grab something without asking, especially from him lover of all people, and still there’s that hint of concern lingering underneath of what she needs it for.
Ah well, perhaps a later date he’d find out.
- FIN
His gaze narrows as she begins to take to the skies, not caring in the slightest if she’s unhappy with the results of this. It wasn’t in Sunjata’s nature to just go and grab something without asking, especially from him lover of all people, and still there’s that hint of concern lingering underneath of what she needs it for.
Ah well, perhaps a later date he’d find out.
- FIN
you gave all that sweat and blood,
now you think you're gonna drown
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.
