temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
So far, he’s still safe from any woundings, and he does his best to keep his emotions out of their conversation – knowing all too well he’s quick to grow defensive when he really has no reason to be in this instance. He’d fucked up and he needs to be the one to understand it, admit it, and hope that he can do better.
So when she tells him that none of it worked, he nods his head, exhaling a soft sigh. “No, it didn’t.” He agrees, lips twisting into a frown that tugs on the scar on his cheek, the Flood watching her as she grows even more defiant, emboldened, and Sunjata nods even as it feels heavy on his chest, hurts deep down where the spaces between his ribs could fit the daggers she’s easily digging in. “You did try to help and I was too stupid to listen.” He pauses.
He isn’t sure how to fix things either, but perhaps he can try. Prove to her that she’s still family and that he needs to pay attention more. “I’m sorry I abandoned you. I’m sorry that I left you when I should have been there for you.” He exhales a soft sigh, lifts his gaze from her to scan the party, before he spies a drink beside her that she hasn’t claimed yet and snags it since she already has one in her hand.
“I think I have. I haven’t… Done anything. Isla and I have made a brothel as per Frey’s suggestion. That’s all I’ve been up to since.” Except squirreling himself away into the shadows of loneliness, in a refuge that nobody needed anymore. “Are you still with Jack’s crew?” He asks before he takes a sip of the alcohol.
So when she tells him that none of it worked, he nods his head, exhaling a soft sigh. “No, it didn’t.” He agrees, lips twisting into a frown that tugs on the scar on his cheek, the Flood watching her as she grows even more defiant, emboldened, and Sunjata nods even as it feels heavy on his chest, hurts deep down where the spaces between his ribs could fit the daggers she’s easily digging in. “You did try to help and I was too stupid to listen.” He pauses.
He isn’t sure how to fix things either, but perhaps he can try. Prove to her that she’s still family and that he needs to pay attention more. “I’m sorry I abandoned you. I’m sorry that I left you when I should have been there for you.” He exhales a soft sigh, lifts his gaze from her to scan the party, before he spies a drink beside her that she hasn’t claimed yet and snags it since she already has one in her hand.
“I think I have. I haven’t… Done anything. Isla and I have made a brothel as per Frey’s suggestion. That’s all I’ve been up to since.” Except squirreling himself away into the shadows of loneliness, in a refuge that nobody needed anymore. “Are you still with Jack’s crew?” He asks before he takes a sip of the alcohol.
the flood
tell me i'm a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
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.
