is this heartache we can fix?
in the morning when we wake?
There’s a difference from her going off to train and her going on a hunt. He snaps back suddenly, despite the quietness to Jigano’s words. He can’t help the frustration and still simmering panic of before coating every word. He feels like he wants to claw his way out of his skin, that shakiness still remaining within him – certainly Jigano had to know it would get a response like this, right?
He can’t help but to feel the pins and needles begin to subside again, acutely aware to their stabbing sensations as he snaps his panther’s maw shut tight. You act like I committed this unthinkable act for her when all I wanted, Jigano, was space. And she understood that. I didn't do anything in that time other than break a hand and get fucked up by Deimos. Don't portray me as the villain in this story. He growls again, tail twitching and shooting more of those pins and needles through him, but at least he can relatively feel his feet again. And he hisses under his breath, as Jigano mentions that they’re not so different.
And Sunjata thinks that’s quite the opposite of the truth. A snarl slipping from Sunjata’s feline maw as he moves to turn away, to gather the daggers within his jaws. We’re quite different from one another. He finally answers, turning to leave.
He can’t help but to feel the pins and needles begin to subside again, acutely aware to their stabbing sensations as he snaps his panther’s maw shut tight. You act like I committed this unthinkable act for her when all I wanted, Jigano, was space. And she understood that. I didn't do anything in that time other than break a hand and get fucked up by Deimos. Don't portray me as the villain in this story. He growls again, tail twitching and shooting more of those pins and needles through him, but at least he can relatively feel his feet again. And he hisses under his breath, as Jigano mentions that they’re not so different.
And Sunjata thinks that’s quite the opposite of the truth. A snarl slipping from Sunjata’s feline maw as he moves to turn away, to gather the daggers within his jaws. We’re quite different from one another. He finally answers, turning to leave.
when i'm sober, would you stay?
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.
