you've got an appetite for destruction
i guess that makes you just like me
A snort is given to Nate. “Worth it though.” Answered with a quiet hum of amusement before he’s shifting with Nate, to settle a bit better on the couch, leaning back and letting the couch cushions support him more fully now. But he notices the way Nate lingers, his head tilting toward the Ascended before he leans in and presses a kiss to Sunjata’s cheek. A soft enough gesture that Sunjata leans into it a small amount, before those hazy storm clouds linger back on him as he begins to move.
“Both would probably be in the first drawer.” He knows the keys are there, but as for first aid kits? That’s likely the last space he’d seen them. And while Nate searches, he lifts his cuffed wrists toward his head again to focus on the wound, the damage left behind, the scar it will leave.
He finds he’s not complaining at all, aside from the realization of the pain.
“Both would probably be in the first drawer.” He knows the keys are there, but as for first aid kits? That’s likely the last space he’d seen them. And while Nate searches, he lifts his cuffed wrists toward his head again to focus on the wound, the damage left behind, the scar it will leave.
He finds he’s not complaining at all, aside from the realization of the pain.
you put the barrel inside your mouth
just to feel the metal between your teeth
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.
