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
The smile offered to the butcher is met with a sense of judgement and condescension that reminds him a frustrating amount like his father; before he pushes it aside to uncork the whiskey to pour his glass. “I don’t really wanna impose, so I’ll try to keep to the couch.” He offers, before he’s actually glancing over at where the bed is hidden. “It’s a nice looking den, though.” A compliment to try and soothe the barb that the butcher throws his way.
He’s leaning toward the idea that the finger bones are very much real. And the combination of that realization alongside the barb that still hurts (ow, Asta), his scars crack with light like a lightning strike before he clears his throat. “I like all kinds of liquor. I owned a few different bars.” Comes the explanation. “That and it’ll take me a lot to feel anything so I guess I get to taste them all sober, huh?” He tries to relax, to joke and see if that soothes the dark haired Ancient any.
And if that doesn’t work, there’s a soft huff of a laugh that doesn’t quite meet the Flood’s eyes. “Yeah, uh, I won’t be staying past that.”
He’s leaning toward the idea that the finger bones are very much real. And the combination of that realization alongside the barb that still hurts (ow, Asta), his scars crack with light like a lightning strike before he clears his throat. “I like all kinds of liquor. I owned a few different bars.” Comes the explanation. “That and it’ll take me a lot to feel anything so I guess I get to taste them all sober, huh?” He tries to relax, to joke and see if that soothes the dark haired Ancient any.
And if that doesn’t work, there’s a soft huff of a laugh that doesn’t quite meet the Flood’s eyes. “Yeah, uh, I won’t be staying past that.”
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.
