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
She hears him out before it starts to go south again, and his confusion flares in the form of feathers and scales that intermingle along bronze skin, the way she latches onto him and pulls him down to her level — him stumbling a bit as she does so, bent over slightly to look her in the eye as his brows furrow. “Wha..?” He questions before realization dawns on him and he’s slumping a bit in her grip, as her arms wrap around his neck. “I sent a letter…?” Because he was supposed to stay home and not go anywhere —
That’s exactly what happened, though, in the corner of the table there’s a letter with scrawled penmanship to show that he’d written her a barely legible letter but it had never made it off the table.
His arms wrap around her, however, trying to find some purchase with this uncomfortable position he’s found himself in. “I was going to see you but I need to find Nate.” He frowns, deciding instead to rest his fevered and sweaty head on her shoulder.
That’s exactly what happened, though, in the corner of the table there’s a letter with scrawled penmanship to show that he’d written her a barely legible letter but it had never made it off the table.
His arms wrap around her, however, trying to find some purchase with this uncomfortable position he’s found himself in. “I was going to see you but I need to find Nate.” He frowns, deciding instead to rest his fevered and sweaty head on her shoulder.
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.
