they made a mockery of him once 'look at the walking tragedy' now they whisper when he passes
he's a demon, with a crown of blood
Of course, she doesn’t have a response. It makes sense to him, sensing the frustration and distrust — would she even tell him if she did? He inhales deeply, biting the inside of his cheek quietly as she continues on. A frown forms his lips into a tight line. “Maybe they just haven’t come in yet.” He tells her with a quiet sigh, a rumbled accent, tired, still somewhat drunk, cold, and decidedly far less upset than he had been before.
“You’re beautiful, Phoebe. Everything anyone could want and more.” He hums thoughtfully, though he keeps his gaze from her, unsure of what he’ll do with the words he says if he looks at her with them. “You aren’t unloved.” Because he can feel it deep within him, that draw to her — that connection, as much as he wants it gone. He wants her to find someone, to forget about him so maybe he can do the same. Even with Lusea, it’s tough. And given what’s happened tonight, he doesn’t know if he’ll even remain with her.
He’s dug himself a pretty deep hole.
“I’ve never intentionally sought it out.” He hadn’t. With Lusea, he had passed out from a brawl and woke up to her stitching his wounds. With Phoebe, he had been swimming in the Oasis and invited her in. There was no pining, no seeking, just… happening.
But he inhales deeply at her comment after, eyes shutting tight for a moment before he looks to her. “I’m not trying to hurt you. None of this is intentional.” His voice is rough, dropping the cigarette to extinguish it with a boot before he focuses on her again. “I will keep my distance as much as I can, if it helps you.”
“You’re beautiful, Phoebe. Everything anyone could want and more.” He hums thoughtfully, though he keeps his gaze from her, unsure of what he’ll do with the words he says if he looks at her with them. “You aren’t unloved.” Because he can feel it deep within him, that draw to her — that connection, as much as he wants it gone. He wants her to find someone, to forget about him so maybe he can do the same. Even with Lusea, it’s tough. And given what’s happened tonight, he doesn’t know if he’ll even remain with her.
He’s dug himself a pretty deep hole.
“I’ve never intentionally sought it out.” He hadn’t. With Lusea, he had passed out from a brawl and woke up to her stitching his wounds. With Phoebe, he had been swimming in the Oasis and invited her in. There was no pining, no seeking, just… happening.
But he inhales deeply at her comment after, eyes shutting tight for a moment before he looks to her. “I’m not trying to hurt you. None of this is intentional.” His voice is rough, dropping the cigarette to extinguish it with a boot before he focuses on her again. “I will keep my distance as much as I can, if it helps you.”
does it look like he's still under your control?
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.
