we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different
the same old things expecting something different
He has been getting the room ready, meticulously recalling how Danta had made the room the last time he was here. Warm heat, cavern walls, decorum that was far past anything Sunjata recognized from this day and age. A fire crackling in the distance which only serves to add more warmth to the room, causing a small sheen of sweat to already form on the Flood’s shoulders.
He’s not wearing a shirt right now, at least, allowing the light to reflect off of the sheen of sweat and tattoos and scars, as he settles on the edge of a little table-like stone desk, complete with wine and food, waiting for Hotaru to arrive with their esteemed guest.
She arrives like a golden stream of sunlight, with yet another blonde behind her, and Sunjata’s lips twist into a smirk as he stands, drifting toward the two of them. Hotaru’s hands are still on the Ancient’s hips, and Sunjata’s quick to slip behind to close the door, rumbling a hum of greeting while his hand finds the small of Danta’s back. “I did my best to get it the way you had it before. Feel free to make any changes.” Comes his own sultry whisper.
He’s not wearing a shirt right now, at least, allowing the light to reflect off of the sheen of sweat and tattoos and scars, as he settles on the edge of a little table-like stone desk, complete with wine and food, waiting for Hotaru to arrive with their esteemed guest.
She arrives like a golden stream of sunlight, with yet another blonde behind her, and Sunjata’s lips twist into a smirk as he stands, drifting toward the two of them. Hotaru’s hands are still on the Ancient’s hips, and Sunjata’s quick to slip behind to close the door, rumbling a hum of greeting while his hand finds the small of Danta’s back. “I did my best to get it the way you had it before. Feel free to make any changes.” Comes his own sultry whisper.
but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
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.
