better get to diggin' while my body's getting cold.
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
It races up and down his spine, only so long as for him to withdraw those fangs, for Sunjata to shiver and try not to collapse entirely onto the Ascended. He heaves, however, trying to catch his breath and the second that he does, he starts to move — pulling away from Neron as he withdraws and slides over to lay onto his side, gaze finding the Ascended briefly before shifting to the ceiling as he moves onto his back.
“Mm, yeah, you get enough stored?” He asks as sense comes back to him, still warm and sticky from the effects of the room and their interactions, his lightning scarred hand falling into his chest to rub at the tattoo that covers his heart. His steel gaze flickers back over toward Neron, raising a brow to ensure everything worked out the way the Ascended needed.
“Mm, yeah, you get enough stored?” He asks as sense comes back to him, still warm and sticky from the effects of the room and their interactions, his lightning scarred hand falling into his chest to rub at the tattoo that covers his heart. His steel gaze flickers back over toward Neron, raising a brow to ensure everything worked out the way the Ascended needed.
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.
