// and i hear your ship is comin' in, your tears a sea for me to swim in
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
It looks like the road has been eaten by the ocean, the way that Sunjata guides Nate to the spot that he’d picked. It was off the beaten path, as it were, as if the only roads that existed here weren’t just trails made by the wild animals that tended to roam through. He’d picked a wonderful spot, just far enough from the water to not cause any issues with people passing by, just far enough to keep the home from flooding during the worse of the weather, and just close enough to be able to still see the ocean’s waves through the foliage that surrounds the area.
“This is it.” He boasts quite proudly, gesturing to a flat area of land that he’d marked with a specific pattern of stones to make sure he hadn’t forgotten it. And just like that, each corner of where the house would end up had been carefully mapped out. The size, that is, given that Sunjata certainly hopes Nate has ideas on how it looks inside.
So saying, the Attuned flashes Nate a brilliant grin and promptly sits his ass down in the middle of the grassy clearing, peering up at Nate with bright steel and loose shoulders, the most boyish and playful he’s been in what feels like years. “You can tell me just how much you love it anytime.” He teases, flashing a wink before sitting back on his hands.
“This is it.” He boasts quite proudly, gesturing to a flat area of land that he’d marked with a specific pattern of stones to make sure he hadn’t forgotten it. And just like that, each corner of where the house would end up had been carefully mapped out. The size, that is, given that Sunjata certainly hopes Nate has ideas on how it looks inside.
So saying, the Attuned flashes Nate a brilliant grin and promptly sits his ass down in the middle of the grassy clearing, peering up at Nate with bright steel and loose shoulders, the most boyish and playful he’s been in what feels like years. “You can tell me just how much you love it anytime.” He teases, flashing a wink before sitting back on his hands.
anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love
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.
