i'm only just strong enough, i'm sinking through the ground below
It was an accident. It also shouldn’t have happened. Had he not brought Haai she might still be alive, and it’s just another little thing that keeps sparking in Sunjata’s mind every time he closes his eyes. He draws in a heavy sigh, nodding, his gaze abandoning the Overseer to stare at the wood flooring. Her hand meets his cheek and it keeps him talking, because at least if he’s speaking he can’t clench his jaw as much or as hard. “I shouldn’t have brought her.” He slurs, before his chin is lifting as she works to clean him up.
“Thank you.” He pauses, his fingers twisting into the blankets of the bed and the shirt that’s been removed and dragged into his lap. “I had to crash the gargoyle into the ground. But… Lost a bunch of scales in the process.” Hence the red road rash that sparks along his chest, vibrant and painful and scraped up and sore.
“Thank you.” He pauses, his fingers twisting into the blankets of the bed and the shirt that’s been removed and dragged into his lap. “I had to crash the gargoyle into the ground. But… Lost a bunch of scales in the process.” Hence the red road rash that sparks along his chest, vibrant and painful and scraped up and sore.
so hold me, just long enough to
show me how to find my way back home
show me how to find my way back home
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.
