hellos, goodbyes, a thousand midnights
lost in sleepless lullabies
lost in sleepless lullabies
His wing is there to catch her easily, even as he reaches up to grab the peaches while she deals with the cream. He half expects her to spill it everywhere, but instead reaches down to set the bag of peaches down for her to decide how many she wanted. “I definitely thought you said keep.” He admits with a soft huff of a laugh, but nods and adds a bit of jerky in regardless.
“Peaches are Frey’s favorite, did you know that?” He asks her, picking one of the peaches out of the crate to inspect it in his hand before he sets it back in. “It isn't my favorite, but it’s up there.” A casual shrug that makes his wing lift up with it before resting in tight again, reaching for a corked bottle of slightly flavored water, if for nothing else but easy transportation.
“Peaches are Frey’s favorite, did you know that?” He asks her, picking one of the peaches out of the crate to inspect it in his hand before he sets it back in. “It isn't my favorite, but it’s up there.” A casual shrug that makes his wing lift up with it before resting in tight again, reaching for a corked bottle of slightly flavored water, if for nothing else but easy transportation.
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.
