SUNJATA
the flood
but is this what you want? what you wanted?
do you need love? am i enough for you?
do you need love? am i enough for you?
It hurts, so much. And the wounds on his stomach and back clench with the muscles that flex, quick sharp pants of his exertion leaving through his nose. And at the end of the day, he tries to push it away, tries to forget that its there — even though it’s impossible.
Even Haai has left the bed to settle in a seat beside it, head resting against it.
He lowers himself, hissing his pain through clenched teeth. And finally, he manages, laying down on his stomach with whirring pants, head angled toward her with pained, exhausted eyes.
Even Haai has left the bed to settle in a seat beside it, head resting against it.
He lowers himself, hissing his pain through clenched teeth. And finally, he manages, laying down on his stomach with whirring pants, head angled toward her with pained, exhausted eyes.
in time you'll find i've got my baggage too
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.
