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
“As am I.” Sunjata offers with a soft huff, turning back from the windows and the shadowy banshee-esque creatures out around the brothel in the snow. His gaze finds her again as she picks up the book, catching her gaze as the question hits and he immediately nods, even if the truth of the matter isn’t entirely right. He isn’t exactly okay, but he isn’t bad either. “I’m fine. Just not a fan of LongNight.” He offers a small smile with a roll of his shoulders in a shrug, the plates knocking against each other with the movement before he tries to will it to hide under his skin.
The horns stay, though. He can’t quite push those away just yet.
As for the bar, though, they do have more windows down there to close the curtains to, so he offers her a nod and a hand to start heading out of the loft. “A drink sounds nice. And we can close up the rest of the curtains on the way.” Make it a more official LongNight, after all.
A few curtains get closed on the way down, Sunjata not taking the time to peer out the windows before closing them, sure that he’d rather not know what was out there, before the wide expanse of the bar is in front of them and he immediately moves to step behind it to grab a couple of glasses. "A shame neither of us could get the luxere's to hang around." He adds absentmindedly.
The horns stay, though. He can’t quite push those away just yet.
As for the bar, though, they do have more windows down there to close the curtains to, so he offers her a nod and a hand to start heading out of the loft. “A drink sounds nice. And we can close up the rest of the curtains on the way.” Make it a more official LongNight, after all.
A few curtains get closed on the way down, Sunjata not taking the time to peer out the windows before closing them, sure that he’d rather not know what was out there, before the wide expanse of the bar is in front of them and he immediately moves to step behind it to grab a couple of glasses. "A shame neither of us could get the luxere's to hang around." He adds absentmindedly.
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.
