may we dance until it rains, may we drink to hide our shame. we're all pretty when we die
He’s blocked. A frustrated hiss – or is it a growl? – slips from his throat as his hips are clamped down on, teeth burrowing in, blood pricking on the surface and pouring out. It feels like fire, like a burning sensation that he can’t shut out – and so he goes, going where the sea panther directs him – sure that it’s to his death once the water reaches him. The water will dive into the wounds, will tear him from the inside out until there’s nothing left.
He feels trapped, encased with wings and teeth and fire and darkness. Is this what Lusea meant when she said she’d be the one to kill him? To bring him back into the darkness he’d so badly tried to avoid? He whines, dragging his feet as he’s shoved and pressed forward – tumbling into the sea as the ocean waves reach out – tendrils snaking across his form and pouring salt water into his wounds.
A yowl leaves him, something sorrowful and painful – before he reaches inside and shifts into a snake, trying to let the scales block the water from absorbing through more of him. And he spins, spitting out venom and aiming for the sea panther’s face, trying to get a moment to scramble out of the water by distracting him.
He feels trapped, encased with wings and teeth and fire and darkness. Is this what Lusea meant when she said she’d be the one to kill him? To bring him back into the darkness he’d so badly tried to avoid? He whines, dragging his feet as he’s shoved and pressed forward – tumbling into the sea as the ocean waves reach out – tendrils snaking across his form and pouring salt water into his wounds.
A yowl leaves him, something sorrowful and painful – before he reaches inside and shifts into a snake, trying to let the scales block the water from absorbing through more of him. And he spins, spitting out venom and aiming for the sea panther’s face, trying to get a moment to scramble out of the water by distracting him.
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.
