SUNJATA
the flood
but am i too late? or hearts to your spades,
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?
At least that was someone that agreed with that. Truth be told he was content with the consequences, whether they became worse than they were. But regardless, he’s here now. Gaze slipping over to look at the glass of water, lifting it to his lips while she inspects, taking a fair amount of the liquid down. And after a few moments while it burns and soothes, he speaks again. “Dragon scales help.” He rumbles, his forearms coating themselves with the thick plates.
But they’re gone in an instant as she presses against a particular sore set of his ribs, a sharp intake of breath met with the harsh clench of his jaw and the way his hands ball into fists. “Fucker.” Comes the pained whisper as he tries not to jolt and make things worse. He’s just glad he’s set the glass down, sure that the tightening of his fists would only shatter it.
But they’re gone in an instant as she presses against a particular sore set of his ribs, a sharp intake of breath met with the harsh clench of his jaw and the way his hands ball into fists. “Fucker.” Comes the pained whisper as he tries not to jolt and make things worse. He’s just glad he’s set the glass down, sure that the tightening of his fists would only shatter it.
so we're not written in the stars,
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything
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.
