SUNJATA
the flood
you killed a man there, and i cried
but the rain masked the hurt behind your face
but the rain masked the hurt behind your face
His stare is hard, narrowed and distrusting of her when he watches her. She says she is different and that certainly doesn’t help – but when the conversation continues on and Sunjata’s tried to give nothing else up, he does hear what she says. It’s a rush and it sounds pained, but it isn’t until she’s charging through of changed in the wilds and Safrin attuned me and stop whatever that is, Sunjata’s stilling as the predators in his skin were prone to do.
And as he stills, he cuts off his side of the Attuned bond sharply, as if it had never been there, like turning off a faucet quickly, burying it down and down and down until he has nothing else he can offer up. If it truly were Aurelia and she were truly attuned, well, at least he wouldn’t have to talk. Nate might appreciate that he’d followed his advice and refrained from speaking so much.
But there’s still a tone of distrust in his tone as his gaze narrows further and he remains just as still, dragon plates flaring from his neck down his shoulders – as if swallowing down the feelings needed some sort of out.
Prove it. His mental voice is thicker with his accent, more demanding, more intimate and personal.
And as he stills, he cuts off his side of the Attuned bond sharply, as if it had never been there, like turning off a faucet quickly, burying it down and down and down until he has nothing else he can offer up. If it truly were Aurelia and she were truly attuned, well, at least he wouldn’t have to talk. Nate might appreciate that he’d followed his advice and refrained from speaking so much.
But there’s still a tone of distrust in his tone as his gaze narrows further and he remains just as still, dragon plates flaring from his neck down his shoulders – as if swallowing down the feelings needed some sort of out.
Prove it. His mental voice is thicker with his accent, more demanding, more intimate and personal.
by the way, dear, we're alive
and it hurts 'cause we survived it
and it hurts 'cause we survived it
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.
