relive who i've been at my worst,
every single night, looking for a distraction
every single night, looking for a distraction
The answer is the perfect one for the Heartless to inflate that other emotion running through his body. It replaces the nausea and hurt with anger that he can direct onto something – unfortunately something no longer with them. And while he hears just how many times it had happened, he decides then and there that they were two times too many, and that Niki should have absolutely had a hand in his demise. “I’m sorry that happened to you.” He offers into the quiet, finding himself shifting where he’s sitting to no longer stare at Niki but to start to unfold.
He moves just enough to sit closer to Niki, facing him still kind of curled up but close enough that their legs can touch if they move ever so slightly. “No, it’s okay.” He’s thoroughly distracted by it now that the memory of the bloodstained manor is long in the past. “I didn’t really get a choice in what I had to do growing up back home, either.” He starts off, testing the waters in a way that’s away from the manor. “I was the first born son in a family of nobility, so, everything was kind of written for me so long as I could survive everything that lead up to it.” Which, he supposes, might relate to Niki’s situation in all the ways of how they both are survivors from very different backgrounds, both at the hands of people that had to right to raise or handle children.
He moves just enough to sit closer to Niki, facing him still kind of curled up but close enough that their legs can touch if they move ever so slightly. “No, it’s okay.” He’s thoroughly distracted by it now that the memory of the bloodstained manor is long in the past. “I didn’t really get a choice in what I had to do growing up back home, either.” He starts off, testing the waters in a way that’s away from the manor. “I was the first born son in a family of nobility, so, everything was kind of written for me so long as I could survive everything that lead up to it.” Which, he supposes, might relate to Niki’s situation in all the ways of how they both are survivors from very different backgrounds, both at the hands of people that had to right to raise or handle children.
the flood
waiting for the sun to rise
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
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.
