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
“Huh.” Sunjata hums at the idea that the Ancients couldn’t partially shift. It’s good to know, lest he think he can get away with it with any other Ancients he’s friends with. And so it makes sense, too, why they also couldn’t talk through the attuned bond. All thoughts he files away for later as he indulges in the Maverick’s touch to his wings, however long it lasts before he’s sinking into the Flood himself. His arms slip around him, finding him more like a heat rock at this present moment.
When it comes to the filing system, though, hearing he should talk about it with Kiada mostly has him snorting but nodding, that lopsided smile remaining on his face. A soft laugh leaves him at the idea of frogs, though, and he tilts his head slightly which then has him nestling more into the nest. “Okay, but are they like… the kind of frogs that you can make jump if you press the back of them?” He pauses, considering the idea.
When it comes to the filing system, though, hearing he should talk about it with Kiada mostly has him snorting but nodding, that lopsided smile remaining on his face. A soft laugh leaves him at the idea of frogs, though, and he tilts his head slightly which then has him nestling more into the nest. “Okay, but are they like… the kind of frogs that you can make jump if you press the back of them?” He pauses, considering the idea.
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.
