SUNJATA
the flood
all the drinkin' and the druggin' and the black and the red
the achy skin and all the sweat in my bed
the achy skin and all the sweat in my bed
Can she get him anything? His mind tries to wrap around it, tries to figure out what he needs and wants, and it all ends up back on Nate. There is, however, the sudden realization that his lips are dry, his throat parched, body a dirty mess that he should have showered off if the fear of being encumbered by the water wasn’t so strong. “I’m thirsty I think.” He murmurs before his hand is squeezing hers tight and his gaze focuses on her face. “But no water, please, it’s… There’s something wrong with the water.” The feathers in his hair and shoulders flex as if to accentuate the point, but his gaze gives away the fear of it all.
Haai meanwhile makes room for Fangorn to join her in scenting the Ascended, in committing it to memory so she might be able to help find the Ascended, and fix whatever was going on mentally with her bonded. But she does extend a wing once she’s finished up, tucking a few blankets in beneath her to make room for Fangorn to join in the makeshift nest.
Haai meanwhile makes room for Fangorn to join her in scenting the Ascended, in committing it to memory so she might be able to help find the Ascended, and fix whatever was going on mentally with her bonded. But she does extend a wing once she’s finished up, tucking a few blankets in beneath her to make room for Fangorn to join in the makeshift nest.
i think i'm losin' too much
but there's just never enough
but there's just never enough
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.
