right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
He moves to pull away from her once he’s gotten her settled, spying the track of tears that slip down her cheeks and into the dark hair. She even clings to him, reaching for him, and everywhere her hands touch are an inferno of heat as he scans her more, working his jaw, the scar spanning half his face twisting with the movement.
He reached up to wipe away her tears with his thumb, before he sighs and moves to sit up more fully, to grab a blanket from the side of the couch, to tuck her in. “I have to go, Maeve.” He murmurs to her, his voice low and rough, accented thickly as he works to place the blanket overtop her.
He pulls away again, making to reach for his shirt and his clothes, grabbing his shirt first to slip on and button up, focusing on not looking at her while he does it.
He reached up to wipe away her tears with his thumb, before he sighs and moves to sit up more fully, to grab a blanket from the side of the couch, to tuck her in. “I have to go, Maeve.” He murmurs to her, his voice low and rough, accented thickly as he works to place the blanket overtop her.
He pulls away again, making to reach for his shirt and his clothes, grabbing his shirt first to slip on and button up, focusing on not looking at her while he does it.
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.
