i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way
Her tenderness is something that Sunjata admittedly holds onto, latching onto it the second that it leaves her lips – but he makes no move on it. Instead, tucking it away in a fond memory that he can hopefully think about later. You know, when they’re both not standing here half dressed with the sun sparkling the drops of water off her skin like little jewels, like how her dual toned eyes cause him to still and flush, just as they always had, just as Nate’s had too when the Voice had given him a different color eye.
For a second he forgets that he’s breathing when her hand traces the bandage, the young demigod swallowing hard as he watches her. “Oh, I didn’t.” He says, though she already knew that. “I suppose you could say I royally pissed Safrin off.” A little bit tacked on the end with a crooked smirk that he can’t help to keep from tugging on his scarred corner of his lip.
“I’m surprised you made it this far before taking a dip, Ru.” He muses, his voice dropping a fraction unintentionally, the steel of his gaze lighting up as he scans her face. But he lifts a hand, bare of the tattoos that had once marked it, and reaches up to rub a bit of mud still sticking to her behind her ear. “You missed a spot, though.”
For a second he forgets that he’s breathing when her hand traces the bandage, the young demigod swallowing hard as he watches her. “Oh, I didn’t.” He says, though she already knew that. “I suppose you could say I royally pissed Safrin off.” A little bit tacked on the end with a crooked smirk that he can’t help to keep from tugging on his scarred corner of his lip.
“I’m surprised you made it this far before taking a dip, Ru.” He muses, his voice dropping a fraction unintentionally, the steel of his gaze lighting up as he scans her face. But he lifts a hand, bare of the tattoos that had once marked it, and reaches up to rub a bit of mud still sticking to her behind her ear. “You missed a spot, though.”
but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you
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.