right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
The switch in her takes him off guard, the way the mask she has slips into place. But he takes it, buttoning his pants and ensuring his shirt is in place and that he looks somewhat presentable, even if there’s still the flush along his neck and shoulders. He nods, silently, grabbing his things and making sure he hasn’t left anything behind.
Her kiss to his cheek is something somewhat unexpected, but he gives her arm a light squeeze. “I’ll send a letter.” He offers her, dipping his head in a slight nod of his departure before he finally steps away with a quiet sigh. He reaches the door, opening it up, stepping through it but lets a hand linger on the doorframe. “Goodnight, Maeve.” He rumbles as he leaves the room, closing the door behind him and takes a few breaths to steady himself.
Once he has, he shifts into his bat and departs, diving through the entrances until the span of Haulani opens up before him and he can make his way home.
Her kiss to his cheek is something somewhat unexpected, but he gives her arm a light squeeze. “I’ll send a letter.” He offers her, dipping his head in a slight nod of his departure before he finally steps away with a quiet sigh. He reaches the door, opening it up, stepping through it but lets a hand linger on the doorframe. “Goodnight, Maeve.” He rumbles as he leaves the room, closing the door behind him and takes a few breaths to steady himself.
Once he has, he shifts into his bat and departs, diving through the entrances until the span of Haulani opens up before him and he can make his way home.
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.
