// so now you've done a little wrong and you need to be forgiven,
by the vicar and the company you keep //
by the vicar and the company you keep //
It’s night by the time he trudges back home, clothes a mess of dry blood, the scarlet hue stained on his hands and arms, mixed with dirt and mud and sand. He’s exhausted, too, the letter still ringing in his mind, shifting from his own internal voice to the sharp edged steel of his fathers. And over and over again all he can do is imagine himself in place of Arsen, with nails in his wings, blood drawn from his body.
Of course, only when he becomes less useful to his father. But he always knew just how much Shaju liked to fuck with his victims before ending it all.
The house is quiet, he thinks he’s alone. He slips inside and locks the door behind him (he triple checks), and begins the slow trudge up the stairs on the bedroom side of the house, to make his way down the hallway toward his bedroom and the bathroom attached, needing to get the blood off him.
Of course, only when he becomes less useful to his father. But he always knew just how much Shaju liked to fuck with his victims before ending it all.
The house is quiet, he thinks he’s alone. He slips inside and locks the door behind him (he triple checks), and begins the slow trudge up the stairs on the bedroom side of the house, to make his way down the hallway toward his bedroom and the bathroom attached, needing to get the blood off him.
// this is the sin that i will confess to release myself
from consequence and everyone can tell //
from consequence and everyone can tell //
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.
