SUNJATA
angel loves to keep me spinning, much too high to see
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
There is a soft laugh that sounds almost warm when Isla lifts off the things in his room that have made it a ‘home’. “Certainly have all the essentials.” He adds with a soft laugh, a shrug of a shoulder as he finishes up and stands a bit straighter to stretch out his back, eyes following the blankets and the books she brings.
His gaze lifts as she answers about the clinic, though, and his smile twists to something softer — understanding lingering in his look. “Good. You might have to if I pull a muscle.” He teases her lightly, a soft amusement humming out of him. He settles once he’s finished stretching, though, he sits on the bed, feeling the weight shift as he glances back at the book she offers out.
He leans across to peer at it, raising a brow. “I was under the assumption you would.” He murmurs softly, as if it would alleviate any worry she might have. “Is this your favorite out of the two?” He asks, peering at the cover before his gaze lifts back to her, acceptance for her plan to read the night away with mystery romances if she wished to.
His gaze lifts as she answers about the clinic, though, and his smile twists to something softer — understanding lingering in his look. “Good. You might have to if I pull a muscle.” He teases her lightly, a soft amusement humming out of him. He settles once he’s finished stretching, though, he sits on the bed, feeling the weight shift as he glances back at the book she offers out.
He leans across to peer at it, raising a brow. “I was under the assumption you would.” He murmurs softly, as if it would alleviate any worry she might have. “Is this your favorite out of the two?” He asks, peering at the cover before his gaze lifts back to her, acceptance for her plan to read the night away with mystery romances if she wished to.
every choice, every lie, demons that he kept inside
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
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.
