please remain calm, the end has arrived. we cannot save you, enjoy the ride.
this is the moment you've been waiting for, don't call it a warning. this is a war
this is the moment you've been waiting for, don't call it a warning. this is a war
Nate’s laugh has always had a sort of… Infectiousness with it. He can’t help the edge of his smile that lifts with it, steel gaze watching as Nate lifts fingers and explains, softening only when he mentions a space just for them right in the middle. As it should be, as it needed to be, as they deserved it to be. He nudges his hip against Nate’s a bit playfully, eyes shutting only when Nate leans in and presses a quick kiss somewhere there, Sunjata paying little to no attention if it lands on a bruise or hurts.
It was worth every second of it.
Reluctantly, he lets Nate go to inspect the dip of the earth and the cliffs, Sunjata following a bit slower behind, letting his gaze try to focus through the dark to gain some sort of idea of what Nate had planned. He can hear the ocean in the distance, the crashing and roaring of waves lapping against the cliffs and the small beach down there. His gaze focuses on Nate again when he speaks, the accent thick. It’s thick enough Sunjata can’t help but to flush a bit, moving to crouch beside his husband, steel gaze drifting out toward the expanse of cliffs. “Oh? That’s all?” He asks, a breathy hum of a laugh leaving him, not believing the Ascended at all, though a bit of him starts to give in with the narrowed eyes and the crouch, a dark brow raising in quiet consideration until Nate’s laughing. Hard. A smirk crosses his face as he moves to stand, peering down from above his husband and meeting those mismatched eyes.
He shifts to kneel beside Nate, sitting back on his heels while Haai yips at Pemota closer to the cliff face. “You okay?” He murmurs, laughter racking its way out of him to join Nate’s own loud laughs. “For what it's worth, it will be great.” He grins, glancing back up at the cliffs, looking past a palm in the distance with a sudden vision of long blonde hair. His amusement fades, heart thundering, stock-still as he stares at the palm.
It was worth every second of it.
Reluctantly, he lets Nate go to inspect the dip of the earth and the cliffs, Sunjata following a bit slower behind, letting his gaze try to focus through the dark to gain some sort of idea of what Nate had planned. He can hear the ocean in the distance, the crashing and roaring of waves lapping against the cliffs and the small beach down there. His gaze focuses on Nate again when he speaks, the accent thick. It’s thick enough Sunjata can’t help but to flush a bit, moving to crouch beside his husband, steel gaze drifting out toward the expanse of cliffs. “Oh? That’s all?” He asks, a breathy hum of a laugh leaving him, not believing the Ascended at all, though a bit of him starts to give in with the narrowed eyes and the crouch, a dark brow raising in quiet consideration until Nate’s laughing. Hard. A smirk crosses his face as he moves to stand, peering down from above his husband and meeting those mismatched eyes.
He shifts to kneel beside Nate, sitting back on his heels while Haai yips at Pemota closer to the cliff face. “You okay?” He murmurs, laughter racking its way out of him to join Nate’s own loud laughs. “For what it's worth, it will be great.” He grins, glancing back up at the cliffs, looking past a palm in the distance with a sudden vision of long blonde hair. His amusement fades, heart thundering, stock-still as he stares at the palm.
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.
