now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
As a personal favor? He snorts to that but agrees nonetheless. “I’m getting married. I should be having a relaxing Longheat. Unless Ronin has his way with the bachelor party.” His lips quirk in a crooked smirk of amusement as he imagines how not taking it easy that night would be. But at least it’d be better than fighting sea panthers along the beach. “I’ll try to.” He comments with a quiet hum, trying to imagine how he’d go about tricking himself into relaxing fully so he could heal better.
But then he’s following her finger, listening to her questions. Does it hurt? Not really — not after that small bout of healing she’d done to him. “No.” He murmurs about the pain. “Very light sensitive. Blurry.” A confirmation while he focuses the best he can, wondering what she might be thinking of. Was it a residual from the lightning strike?
But then he’s following her finger, listening to her questions. Does it hurt? Not really — not after that small bout of healing she’d done to him. “No.” He murmurs about the pain. “Very light sensitive. Blurry.” A confirmation while he focuses the best he can, wondering what she might be thinking of. Was it a residual from the lightning strike?
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
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.
