SUNJATA
the flood
i'll use you as a warning sign
that if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind
that if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind
There’s clarification as soon as Nate speaks, and the amused smile along Sunjata’s face edges toward something more playful, more crooked, while his fingers pause gently at the side of Nate’s neck, tugging on a rogue curl. He inhales, scanning Nate’s face, before he shrugs lightly, wings bouncing with the movement. “You’ve got that already.” He murmurs, leaning forward as if to tell Nate a big secret.
“You’re my chosen one. Without the responsibility, of course.” He pulls away, his left hand leaving Nate so he might wiggle the ring of stars and a crescent moon before his husband, before the amusement fades a small amount with the suggestion Nate makes of what they should do.
It’s not equality, but he’ll give him that regardless, a puff of laughter escaping his throat and echoing around the cavern walls and the soft velveteen wings. “Alright. Again. At least I’ll be expecting it this time, hm?” His head tilts, wings withdrawing fully as he folds them neatly along his back, reaching to grasp Nate’s hand to walk back up the tunnel’s slick path.
“You’re my chosen one. Without the responsibility, of course.” He pulls away, his left hand leaving Nate so he might wiggle the ring of stars and a crescent moon before his husband, before the amusement fades a small amount with the suggestion Nate makes of what they should do.
It’s not equality, but he’ll give him that regardless, a puff of laughter escaping his throat and echoing around the cavern walls and the soft velveteen wings. “Alright. Again. At least I’ll be expecting it this time, hm?” His head tilts, wings withdrawing fully as he folds them neatly along his back, reaching to grasp Nate’s hand to walk back up the tunnel’s slick path.
and i'll use you as a focal point
so i don't lose sight of what i want
so i don't lose sight of what i want
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.
