temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
As Alys answers the door, Sunjata’s smile is bright – if not still crooked by the scar bisecting his cheek – but straightens up as he answers. “Hey. Sure, if you don’t mind.” He murmurs – though figuring that if she didn’t want him to come in that she wouldn’t have offered in the first place. But that’s neither here nor there, and he’s already stepping into the lovely house and shifting the basket from where it sits on his arm.
“I just wanted to check in on you. Tal wasn’t at the meeting and it’s not like him to miss them.. But I didn’t get a chance to see what happened after the pool party. So.. I wanted to apologize for whatever happened.” Because something tells him that since he’d jumped in, Tal had helped, and something else had happened, even if he wasn’t too sure whether it was infection or worse.
So he gestures to the basket, a sense of guilt lingering in him that he hopes is masked by the smile (unaware of her magic that can tell regardless of how good his mask is). “I would have made it myself, but Ru can attest that I should stay away from a kitchen unless I'm learning.” The chuckle is soft but genuine as he extends the basket toward her. Inside, she'd find a casserole, a fresh and perfectly baked loaf of bread, and some glass jars of jams in various flavors (raspberry, blackberry, and apricot).
“I just wanted to check in on you. Tal wasn’t at the meeting and it’s not like him to miss them.. But I didn’t get a chance to see what happened after the pool party. So.. I wanted to apologize for whatever happened.” Because something tells him that since he’d jumped in, Tal had helped, and something else had happened, even if he wasn’t too sure whether it was infection or worse.
So he gestures to the basket, a sense of guilt lingering in him that he hopes is masked by the smile (unaware of her magic that can tell regardless of how good his mask is). “I would have made it myself, but Ru can attest that I should stay away from a kitchen unless I'm learning.” The chuckle is soft but genuine as he extends the basket toward her. Inside, she'd find a casserole, a fresh and perfectly baked loaf of bread, and some glass jars of jams in various flavors (raspberry, blackberry, and apricot).
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.
