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SUNJATA
SUNJATA
Evidently he has lost complete and total track of the time, shifting between the memories, the reasons he did certain things differently now, a quiet vow in words only he could recognize. Until he stepped away, steel eyes clear against the slight redness to his skin, to flex and unflex hands that had done quite a lot of everything in recent time, as he turns toward her as she speaks. Head shifting over his tattooed shoulder and shoulder blade as he gives her a small nod at first, coming to stand before her at the door frame.
He hasn’t said anything yet, but he leans against it gently, clear eyes lingering on her before he reaches for her, pulling her into him with a tight hug and a long, tender kiss, before he pulls away with a smile. “Much better, lief.” He says with a tired, rough voice. His hand lingers at her shoulder, his knuckles red as he brushes through a lock of her hair. It’s only now that he glimpses how late it has gotten, brows lift in a silent inquiry as he lifts his head up to look at the darkened sky, until his eyes find hers again. “I’m late for dinner, aren’t I?” His lips quirk into a silent smirk of a smile as he waits for her response.
He hasn’t said anything yet, but he leans against it gently, clear eyes lingering on her before he reaches for her, pulling her into him with a tight hug and a long, tender kiss, before he pulls away with a smile. “Much better, lief.” He says with a tired, rough voice. His hand lingers at her shoulder, his knuckles red as he brushes through a lock of her hair. It’s only now that he glimpses how late it has gotten, brows lift in a silent inquiry as he lifts his head up to look at the darkened sky, until his eyes find hers again. “I’m late for dinner, aren’t I?” His lips quirk into a silent smirk of a smile as he waits for her response.
you were forged in fire
& you rose from the ashes
murder and mercy rolled into one
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.
