SuNjATA
the flood
She begins to hear through what he’s saying and he nods a bit too fervently, raising the stick to point it at her easily. “Yes.” He sounds a bit more boyish than he ever had, but he hasn’t felt this awkward in years, and it’s relieving as it begins to make sense to her. Turning back to the drawing, he points again with the stick. “So that being said, there’s certain times when trying to conceive that are better than others.”
A pause as he bites down on his lower lip, wondering if she’d notice if their times together had any correlation with this new information. “So it’s unlikely to happen in the beginning of the cycle, likewise near the end. But not impossible.” A quiet rumble as he considers it. “They told us back home that most successes happened around the middle.” It was why he typically strayed away from that if he could help it, had always sought to use protection when given a chance, because wanting to expand his lineage was absolutely not on his agenda.
A pause as he bites down on his lower lip, wondering if she’d notice if their times together had any correlation with this new information. “So it’s unlikely to happen in the beginning of the cycle, likewise near the end. But not impossible.” A quiet rumble as he considers it. “They told us back home that most successes happened around the middle.” It was why he typically strayed away from that if he could help it, had always sought to use protection when given a chance, because wanting to expand his lineage was absolutely not on his agenda.
if i let go, would you hold on?
would we fly?
would we fly?
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.
