SUNJATA
the flood
i can still see your face looking back through the flames
and i search it, was it worth it?
and i search it, was it worth it?
Permits snuggles in and Haai shifts a bit more to keep her wing around the star whale, moving to rest against the floor and keep from moving too much. At least Pemota’s closeness and croons do calm the griffin a bit. It gives Sunjata time to focus on Nate once more, pulling him into a tight hug, arms wrapping around the Ascended as he sags a small amount in his exhaustion. And he wishes so desperately that he could help Nate, do something that could get him to sleep or focus on anything else.
“I know.” He murmurs softly, resting his cheek along the top of Nate’s head. His arms remain tight for a few heartbeats longer before he’s moving again, pulling away a small amount. “She’ll be fine. Already she’s thinking of all the treats she’ll get from you feeling bad about it.” He rumbles, giving Nate a small smile, some semblance of amusement within it. “Do you want to go upstairs?” He asks after another small beat of calm. A space where the griffin and star whale can’t get into too much more trouble — a space more comfortable for all of them. It’s the only thing he can think of that might help.
“I know.” He murmurs softly, resting his cheek along the top of Nate’s head. His arms remain tight for a few heartbeats longer before he’s moving again, pulling away a small amount. “She’ll be fine. Already she’s thinking of all the treats she’ll get from you feeling bad about it.” He rumbles, giving Nate a small smile, some semblance of amusement within it. “Do you want to go upstairs?” He asks after another small beat of calm. A space where the griffin and star whale can’t get into too much more trouble — a space more comfortable for all of them. It’s the only thing he can think of that might help.
no i don't mind the smoke, but your tears make me choke
are you okay? should i go away?
are you okay? should i go away?
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.
