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
“No need to wonder, I know why I do it.” Sunjata counters, relaxing a touch with the easy banter and the fact he’s among non void touched friends. He was often a fan of temporary relief, because it meant the full weight of his emotions couldn’t crush him so consistently.
Shrugging his shoulders again and flashing a small smile, crooked by the scar that bisects his cheek. “I’m content being a dog on the floor if that’d make him happy.” He could be a German shepherd on the floor or on the door of the bed, he doesn’t care. But Danta is right, he’d be better off not being alone.
Even if it wasn’t so much the judgmental comments from the equally tall Ancient as it was the sharp teeth and the feeling of being appraised in a different way than he often was. “Would it be better if you asked him or for me to?”
Shrugging his shoulders again and flashing a small smile, crooked by the scar that bisects his cheek. “I’m content being a dog on the floor if that’d make him happy.” He could be a German shepherd on the floor or on the door of the bed, he doesn’t care. But Danta is right, he’d be better off not being alone.
Even if it wasn’t so much the judgmental comments from the equally tall Ancient as it was the sharp teeth and the feeling of being appraised in a different way than he often was. “Would it be better if you asked him or for me 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.
