// so now you've done a little wrong and you need to be forgiven,
by the vicar and the company you keep //
by the vicar and the company you keep //
“Yeah.” He agrees softly, squeezing her fingers back once she’s squeezed his. “And accountability and apologies.” He tacks on, tucking his chin slightly — because not only had there been apologies granted his way, he’d spent years making up for his failings too. He’d grown. He’d accepted that things could be better.
She hugs him closer, though, her laugh a delight that scratches against the relief that’s slowly trying to take root within him. And he allows it. “I will. She says hi by the way.” He leans into her a touch more, his smile lopsided and far less bubbly despite the fact that he still feels the pull and tightness in his throat from seeing her.
One that breaks into his accented chuckle as she pinches his cheek, and he playfully rolls his eyes as if he were nothing more than a chastised teenager. “You can thank Frey for that one.” He tilts his head down to let her see as he reaches up with his lightning scarred hand to poke and prod at the multitude of grey in his hair. “I’ve gotten way more grey over the years.” He chuckles before he sighs.
She hugs him closer, though, her laugh a delight that scratches against the relief that’s slowly trying to take root within him. And he allows it. “I will. She says hi by the way.” He leans into her a touch more, his smile lopsided and far less bubbly despite the fact that he still feels the pull and tightness in his throat from seeing her.
One that breaks into his accented chuckle as she pinches his cheek, and he playfully rolls his eyes as if he were nothing more than a chastised teenager. “You can thank Frey for that one.” He tilts his head down to let her see as he reaches up with his lightning scarred hand to poke and prod at the multitude of grey in his hair. “I’ve gotten way more grey over the years.” He chuckles before he sighs.
// this is the sin that i will confess to release myself
from consequence and everyone can tell //
from consequence and everyone can tell //
SUNJATA
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.
