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
“Hey, I dunno.” The Flood mutters into the rogue blonde strands his face is suddenly pressed into (not that he’s complaining). If anything, it’s a warm relaxation he hasn’t had in what feels like forever, striving to soothe some hidden wound that seems like it’s trying to subconsciously reopen.
The offer to show him how to do it after a nap is one that Sunjata can absolutely get behind. And as he curls up with the Maverick and lets his wings drape around like its own burrito of a blanket, Sunjata finds the heat radiating from the Ancient to be everything he needs to find his gaze growing tired. “Yeah, that’s cool with me.” He murmurs a touch sleepily, falling into a low and warm and comfortable slumber along with Danta.
- FIN
The offer to show him how to do it after a nap is one that Sunjata can absolutely get behind. And as he curls up with the Maverick and lets his wings drape around like its own burrito of a blanket, Sunjata finds the heat radiating from the Ancient to be everything he needs to find his gaze growing tired. “Yeah, that’s cool with me.” He murmurs a touch sleepily, falling into a low and warm and comfortable slumber along with Danta.
- FIN
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.
