SUNJATA
Hands are already on his arms, heading to his shoulders, Finn’s fingers are quite adept at working through the knots he finds, even the ones Sunjata’s struggled with for some time. And perhaps it’s due to the bath and the oils within it, the heat loosening his muscles enough to even be worked in the first place. But he finds himself leaning back against Finn a fair amount, an air of a laugh leaving him as he shakes his head, both sets of earrings in his ears shifting with the movement. “Feels like it.” He replies a bit honestly, a bit sadly, but he doesn’t have time to dwell on it.
No, because Finn’s working at his neck and shoulders and it soothes so much that he finds his eyes grow heavy, finds his head tilting forward a fraction to give him more room to work at the knots at the base of his neck, over scars and tattoos alike. Finn’s fingers run over the compasses, to the space along his spine where the wings connect, the navy of his tattoos near black in this light. “Because I’m the Governor and they’re my people.” He answers honestly. “It’s the right thing to do.”
As is housing the rest of them here, because he has the space for it, and he wants to care about those he rules over. “The last few seasons have been… Tough. And last season with the riots and mobs… I don’t want them to think me above them. Above any of them.” It’s Finn’s quick fingers that work the knots out and the truth from the Governor, but he’s content to rest there as is.
No, because Finn’s working at his neck and shoulders and it soothes so much that he finds his eyes grow heavy, finds his head tilting forward a fraction to give him more room to work at the knots at the base of his neck, over scars and tattoos alike. Finn’s fingers run over the compasses, to the space along his spine where the wings connect, the navy of his tattoos near black in this light. “Because I’m the Governor and they’re my people.” He answers honestly. “It’s the right thing to do.”
As is housing the rest of them here, because he has the space for it, and he wants to care about those he rules over. “The last few seasons have been… Tough. And last season with the riots and mobs… I don’t want them to think me above them. Above any of them.” It’s Finn’s quick fingers that work the knots out and the truth from the Governor, but he’s content to rest there as is.
take me by the hand but please don't want to know me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
