hellos, goodbyes, a thousand midnights
lost in sleepless lullabies
lost in sleepless lullabies
“Got plenty of time.” He agrees with that playful smirk, that teasing tone to his voice. One that shifts and hitches slightly as she reaches over and around him, hands bumping by those velveteen leathery wings, Sunjata’s effectively pinned again, peering at her with the raise of a brow as a flush starts to flourish on his neck beneath his tattoos and scars.
“There was a lot of sand in there. It was at the entrance.” He finally manages to say, flashing a crooked smirk, finding it in him to push back at her, shifting ever so slightly to let his wing and himself get into her space, hovering just a touch. “The rumble of thunder and lightning to accommodate?” He asks playfully, withdrawing to take a bite of the jerky.
“There was a lot of sand in there. It was at the entrance.” He finally manages to say, flashing a crooked smirk, finding it in him to push back at her, shifting ever so slightly to let his wing and himself get into her space, hovering just a touch. “The rumble of thunder and lightning to accommodate?” He asks playfully, withdrawing to take a bite of the jerky.
the flood
heaven's dreaming thoughtless thoughts,
my friends, we know we'll be ghosts again
my friends, we know we'll be ghosts again
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
