and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
There’s a breath of relief given when Remi reveals they hadn’t, but some horror encroaches at the following comment. And he’s not sure whether to shrink down into his smallest shift and sink into the floor or to pretend everything was fine and in control. So instead of both those options, he laughs, awkwardly, fingers tapping along the glass as he shakes his head. “Fucking hell.” He murmurs, reaching up with his free hand to run through his hair, before he looks back to Remi and spies the apologetic shrug.
With the events detailed, it’s almost like the longer he looks at Remi, the more of those black spots seem to fill in, his cheeks still flushed and he squints at Remi. “I remember something about my wings not working.” He manages, looking away and trying to filter through the black to try and rise more of it to the surface. “Something about Ronin’s horns being small.” Another awkward laugh. “Did all of that happen too? Gods.”
With the events detailed, it’s almost like the longer he looks at Remi, the more of those black spots seem to fill in, his cheeks still flushed and he squints at Remi. “I remember something about my wings not working.” He manages, looking away and trying to filter through the black to try and rise more of it to the surface. “Something about Ronin’s horns being small.” Another awkward laugh. “Did all of that happen too? Gods.”
stitching up the loose threads of my soul
so in the morning i'm bulletproof
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.
