SUNJATA
the flood
but am i too late? or hearts to your spades,
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?
You and everyone else that says so. He almost lets slip, but it remains locked behind his teeth as he fills her glass as well, as he gets comfortable again and stretches out. His head leans back against the couch cushion, angled slightly to peer over at her when she speaks next, and there’s a soft hum that leaves him as he considers it.
“I don’t know if it’ll be the same for me as it would be for you.” He murmurs to her, gaze dancing along her face before they meet emerald eyes. But a smile spreads there, one that reflects briefly in his tired gaze as he goes to take a sip from the mead once more, letting it dance around his tongue in hues of sweet honey.
He considers her words a moment longer before his smile grows a bit brighter. “It does.” Any little bit helped at the end of the day. Anything to help someone who had no idea what they were doing, who was only trying their best.
“I don’t know if it’ll be the same for me as it would be for you.” He murmurs to her, gaze dancing along her face before they meet emerald eyes. But a smile spreads there, one that reflects briefly in his tired gaze as he goes to take a sip from the mead once more, letting it dance around his tongue in hues of sweet honey.
He considers her words a moment longer before his smile grows a bit brighter. “It does.” Any little bit helped at the end of the day. Anything to help someone who had no idea what they were doing, who was only trying their best.
so we're not written in the stars,
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything
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.
