// it's not enough that you're wrestling yourself
but your friends talk shit while you're going through hell //
but your friends talk shit while you're going through hell //
The last thing he remembers is the water, Remi holding on impossibly tight, and a fueled rage that had no place to get out of before everything went black.
So black in fact, that the light that filters in when Ronin wakes him is piercing, sharp enough that he winces with a whimper and a sluggish hand that rises to cover his face, before he’s rolling half over, a sharp cough breaking out of his lungs. His head throbs, his body aches, and when he realizes where he is he simply sinks back down, trying to catch his breath as his gaze squints and focuses on the ceiling.
He can smell the scent of coffee, the scent of the Huntsman too, but he can’t quite bring himself to sit upright in those damp clothes of his, as weak as he is, as dry as his mouth is. He simply just tries to formulate words in his head, helpless at getting them to get past his tied tongue.
So black in fact, that the light that filters in when Ronin wakes him is piercing, sharp enough that he winces with a whimper and a sluggish hand that rises to cover his face, before he’s rolling half over, a sharp cough breaking out of his lungs. His head throbs, his body aches, and when he realizes where he is he simply sinks back down, trying to catch his breath as his gaze squints and focuses on the ceiling.
He can smell the scent of coffee, the scent of the Huntsman too, but he can’t quite bring himself to sit upright in those damp clothes of his, as weak as he is, as dry as his mouth is. He simply just tries to formulate words in his head, helpless at getting them to get past his tied tongue.
// you said it feels like you're swimming through mercury
and every night you think you're gonna die in your sleep //
and every night you think you're gonna die in your sleep //
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.
