now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
She replies to him and he shakes his head slightly. It isn’t that he likes it, per say, though he does spend a slightly sluggish moment recalling what Hotaru had done to him before he sighs heavily and steps toward the door as her next comment reaches him, and he realizes it. That it was the worst she could do, that he was being an ass, when all he wanted was to push people away and make them hurt just as much as he did, too.
She turns to leave and he blocks the door with his arm and body, leaning against the doorframe slightly to keep her from leaving, the shadows and narrowing of his eyes slipping away a small fraction for something akin to regret. “You’re right. I am being a dick.” He acknowledges, reaching up to brush his reddened cheek softly before he focuses on her again. “I’m sorry, Phoebe.” A quiet apology, though the honesty in his accented voice is unmistakable.
She turns to leave and he blocks the door with his arm and body, leaning against the doorframe slightly to keep her from leaving, the shadows and narrowing of his eyes slipping away a small fraction for something akin to regret. “You’re right. I am being a dick.” He acknowledges, reaching up to brush his reddened cheek softly before he focuses on her again. “I’m sorry, Phoebe.” A quiet apology, though the honesty in his accented voice is unmistakable.
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
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.
