SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
He lets her prop herself onto the wall in front of him for support while he cleans her back and sides off, finding it to be far easier than the tangled mass of her hair. And with it, he listens as she speaks of Zariah and Weaver, bringing a quiet chuckle out of him. “Well, our friend Weaver will have something to back up on if things don’t fare well at the Academy.” He rumbles with amusement, wondering if it would bother the Halovian woman so much to be kicked from the academy, and what that might mean for Zariah.
But it fades just about as fast as Maea’s does with the comment of Loren. “Mmm, so, he told me he slit his wrists in front of you.” He says quietly, running the water along her back and spine. “And you made him promise to take better care of himself. Drink less, spend time with Astra.” He trails off a bit before he lets his hand settle at the top of her hip as he goes to place the soap back to where it was originally — having her sufficiently clean.
“He said you’re watching him closely.”
But it fades just about as fast as Maea’s does with the comment of Loren. “Mmm, so, he told me he slit his wrists in front of you.” He says quietly, running the water along her back and spine. “And you made him promise to take better care of himself. Drink less, spend time with Astra.” He trails off a bit before he lets his hand settle at the top of her hip as he goes to place the soap back to where it was originally — having her sufficiently clean.
“He said you’re watching him closely.”
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
