SuNJATA
the flood
She's pulled in close to him, and he wraps his arm around her shoulders, the other placed behind his head to prop it up, looking over to her with a gentle smile as she tells him she’d like company. It’s been awhile since he’d simply gone out for a run like that for training purposes, and he finds it somewhat comforting to try and get back into a routine.
“Sure, I can do that.” He agrees about the pace, sinking down somewhat beneath the blankets. Maea might not feel it anymore, but he certainly does, even if he is a heater on his own. Lazily, he strokes her arm gently. He nearly purrs into the touch that she strokes along his chest. “Mmm well, I sort of cleared any plans I had while you were here.” He says softly, giving her a half smile. “So that way I could spend time with you before you go back to Halo.” He says softly, a touch more gently.
“Sure, I can do that.” He agrees about the pace, sinking down somewhat beneath the blankets. Maea might not feel it anymore, but he certainly does, even if he is a heater on his own. Lazily, he strokes her arm gently. He nearly purrs into the touch that she strokes along his chest. “Mmm well, I sort of cleared any plans I had while you were here.” He says softly, giving her a half smile. “So that way I could spend time with you before you go back to Halo.” He says softly, a touch more gently.
rely a bit too heavily on alcohol & irony
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
