SUNJATA
the flood
snow glistens on the ledge, whiskey on the bed
shake it out and light a cigarette
shake it out and light a cigarette
Her head finds a place against his chest, the light thundering of his heartbeat beneath all the tattoos and scars, and he holds her close as he feels her eyelashes brush his skin as she closes her eyes. He lets his close too, comfortable enough in the space or the couch, with his head resting along the pillow and not needing all those furs she had brought out and nested in before. When she speaks, there’s a light hum of a sound that slips from his throat, some sort of quiet agreement to the words she says.
He settles a bit more before he adds his own. “True.” He offers by way of agreement, before snorting lightly. “Though I imagine we would have crossed paths at some point. You and I are too likely to get in the middle of things to not somehow wind up in each other’s lives.” The smirk still stays, but his arm tightens around her gently, one resting at the back of her neck to keep her near. “I have to say I’m glad that this was the one that won out though.” Who knows if their meeting would have been one that ended up more on opposite sides rather than opportunity?
He settles a bit more before he adds his own. “True.” He offers by way of agreement, before snorting lightly. “Though I imagine we would have crossed paths at some point. You and I are too likely to get in the middle of things to not somehow wind up in each other’s lives.” The smirk still stays, but his arm tightens around her gently, one resting at the back of her neck to keep her near. “I have to say I’m glad that this was the one that won out though.” Who knows if their meeting would have been one that ended up more on opposite sides rather than opportunity?
miss me when you, you wish you weren't right
shake me all out if i'm wrong, for you, for you
shake me all out if i'm wrong, for you, for you
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.
