SuNjATA
the flood
The offer to walk her back isn’t taken, and his eyes remain on Maea as she stands and fixes her clothes and her composure. But the head ducked between her shoulders causes a ping of something to shift through him. But ultimately, it’s her choice. And he follows her to the door when she agrees to leave, gaze lingering on the back of her form. “Sleep well.” He offers her when she departs, going to close the door and lock it behind her once she leaves.
— FIN
— FIN
if i let go, would you hold on?
would we fly?
would we fly?
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.
