// i am the man we both couldn't stand. i can't wash the dirt from my hands. what was it like to feel in love?
i can't scrub off the black from my lungs, i can't wipe off the taste from my tongue //
i can't scrub off the black from my lungs, i can't wipe off the taste from my tongue //
His gaze scans around, something amusing leaking through him at the idea of Jack being more of a dragon than he was, with all these trinkets adorning the walls and desks. Still, the smuggler’s in his bed and Sunjata remains by the door, waiting, because he hasn’t exactly made his arrival quiet. “Of course it was today.” He rumbles offhandedly, but doing as Jack indicates, finding a seat directly at the captain’s desk.
Why? Because he’s the governor and he can do essentially whatever he wants. Like walking into Jack’s cabin as if he somehow belonged there.
“Should try taking something for those, you know.” He rumbles, flitting through the book until he lands on the page he’s selected and his gaze lifts to look at Jack. And if a look lasts a bit longer to see what marks he’s left through the dark, well, it is what it is.
Why? Because he’s the governor and he can do essentially whatever he wants. Like walking into Jack’s cabin as if he somehow belonged there.
“Should try taking something for those, you know.” He rumbles, flitting through the book until he lands on the page he’s selected and his gaze lifts to look at Jack. And if a look lasts a bit longer to see what marks he’s left through the dark, well, it is what it is.
i am the shadow driving the hearse, what was it like to feel in love? what was it like to feel?
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.
