my heart and soul were never mine to own, what do you care to die for?
Oh her glaring feels more like daggers, but he remains still as she pins him with the look. He could deny everything about it, but he doesn’t. He’s admitted his track record is garbage many times before. And all he can do is sit there and stare at her in return. “The only one I cheated on was Phoebe.” The only one she knows about, at least. “But yeah, none of them were able to give me what I needed.” What he wanted, what he desired — at least in its entirety.
But when it comes to her breaking more glass, bringing up Hotaru and Nate, he inhales and exhales a rather loud sigh. “Our relationship is open. We all have the same rules.” He sweeps a bit of the glass again before his gaze finds Amalia’s shape again. “They have the ability to go and sleep with and spend time with whomever they want. So long as they come home to me.” And it goes the other way too. “The same goes for me. And we’re happy with it.” But he doesn’t expect her to understand it, too narrow in her thoughts of love that made it impossible to fall in love over and over again.
“My soulmate died years ago in my last world.” He offers, a shrug of tattooed shoulders. “I’ll never find her again. But I can find bits and pieces of her in others.” Like he has with Nate and Hotaru — bits and pieces of all the things he loved most, wrapped up perfectly, shown in the way Nate cares and holds onto himself away from Sunjata, shown in the way Hotaru’s quick wit and tongue could rival everyone.
But when it comes to her breaking more glass, bringing up Hotaru and Nate, he inhales and exhales a rather loud sigh. “Our relationship is open. We all have the same rules.” He sweeps a bit of the glass again before his gaze finds Amalia’s shape again. “They have the ability to go and sleep with and spend time with whomever they want. So long as they come home to me.” And it goes the other way too. “The same goes for me. And we’re happy with it.” But he doesn’t expect her to understand it, too narrow in her thoughts of love that made it impossible to fall in love over and over again.
“My soulmate died years ago in my last world.” He offers, a shrug of tattooed shoulders. “I’ll never find her again. But I can find bits and pieces of her in others.” Like he has with Nate and Hotaru — bits and pieces of all the things he loved most, wrapped up perfectly, shown in the way Nate cares and holds onto himself away from Sunjata, shown in the way Hotaru’s quick wit and tongue could rival everyone.
we die alone, we'll all die young
what do you care to die for? what do you care to die from?
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.
