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
She shifts back and if he’s being honest, she looks like shit. There’s a pang of worry that courses through him, hands slipping from his pockets as she limps forward toward him, arms wrapping around him as his own wrap around her in turn – pulling her in close just as she does to him. She’s a mess but it doesn’t stop him from pressing his scarred cheek against the crown of her hair, feeling the tension in her shoulders and having a similar tension of his own.
When Aurelia lets go, Sunjata does too, retreating into his own space as he scans her once again with careful, calculating steel eyes before they lift to meet her own. His lip twitches into a slight smile, the edge of the unscarred side of his face curling in a half smile as he inhales a sharp breath. “Mm, yeah. Unfortunately that one isn’t just the physical scars.” He mutters, reaching up to point at the bubbled skin that tears through the compasses, before his shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.
“You uh, disappeared with the whole relic quest we were on with Ronin and Remi. I was going to look for you after but I was…” His lips purse and he tears his gaze away to the beginning of the farm he and Nate had put together, gaze dancing across the tops of freshly turned dirt with seeds beneath and the barest hint of plants poking over the soil. “Pretty fucked up. I’m, uh… Just now kind of getting over it all.” Just as he always was, he wasn’t good with his words, wasn’t able to articulate the thoughts in his mind.
So he carefully cuts himself off with a surprising amount of strategy, turning on his heel back toward the home. “If you want to come inside you have to promise me you'll be quiet.” He murmurs, casting a glance toward her with a glimmer of tired mischief in his gaze. I have two slumbering beasts in there that will absolutely ruin both of our lives if you wake them up. He’s careful to word it the way he does, leaving some room for imagination. Still, the Attuned situates himself in a space where she could use him as a crutch to get to the house if she chooses to.
When Aurelia lets go, Sunjata does too, retreating into his own space as he scans her once again with careful, calculating steel eyes before they lift to meet her own. His lip twitches into a slight smile, the edge of the unscarred side of his face curling in a half smile as he inhales a sharp breath. “Mm, yeah. Unfortunately that one isn’t just the physical scars.” He mutters, reaching up to point at the bubbled skin that tears through the compasses, before his shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.
“You uh, disappeared with the whole relic quest we were on with Ronin and Remi. I was going to look for you after but I was…” His lips purse and he tears his gaze away to the beginning of the farm he and Nate had put together, gaze dancing across the tops of freshly turned dirt with seeds beneath and the barest hint of plants poking over the soil. “Pretty fucked up. I’m, uh… Just now kind of getting over it all.” Just as he always was, he wasn’t good with his words, wasn’t able to articulate the thoughts in his mind.
So he carefully cuts himself off with a surprising amount of strategy, turning on his heel back toward the home. “If you want to come inside you have to promise me you'll be quiet.” He murmurs, casting a glance toward her with a glimmer of tired mischief in his gaze. I have two slumbering beasts in there that will absolutely ruin both of our lives if you wake them up. He’s careful to word it the way he does, leaving some room for imagination. Still, the Attuned situates himself in a space where she could use him as a crutch to get to the house if she chooses to.
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.
