right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
She shrugs and he can feel the fabric shift along her skin, but his gaze remains out over the living room, to the fireplace that continues to roar in the corner. He’s happy for her, that Remi is willing to help with such a thing as making the bow for her. Even still, it isn’t like Sunjata can say much – the bow that fits him perfectly in size and etched with the swirls of waves was crafted by Deimos of all people.
Of course, that was before the arson.
“I did hear something about a giant pumpkin from Melita, once.” He murmurs, tilting his head in the cushion of the couch, feeling the way her hand runs along the buttons of his shirt, as it runs along scarred and warm skin softly and deftly. And there’s a part of him that wonders how much she’s focused on it, if she is at all, and how far she’ll go whether she’s attentive to it or not. “Though, her companion is a gourd. I can’t remember if she got him before or after that whole event happened.” Idle rumbling conversation, not that he saw Melita at all when the Ark came back before it sailed off again.
He’s still not too sure why.
Of course, that was before the arson.
“I did hear something about a giant pumpkin from Melita, once.” He murmurs, tilting his head in the cushion of the couch, feeling the way her hand runs along the buttons of his shirt, as it runs along scarred and warm skin softly and deftly. And there’s a part of him that wonders how much she’s focused on it, if she is at all, and how far she’ll go whether she’s attentive to it or not. “Though, her companion is a gourd. I can’t remember if she got him before or after that whole event happened.” Idle rumbling conversation, not that he saw Melita at all when the Ark came back before it sailed off again.
He’s still not too sure why.
you're not who you were, but you can't let it go
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
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.
