// 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 //
He had tried to be quiet, on the off chance that Melita wasn’t staying on the Ark, on the off chance she might have had other plans for the night. And really, he just didn’t want to talk about it if he was found, much preferring to wash away the grime and curl up in the warmth of his bed, to hope that sleep took him quickly and numbly. But that doesn’t happen either — a door opening, a glint of a knife, and Sunjata’s attention narrows in on it but he doesn’t move.
Instead his head turns back down the hallway, as if looking for something that’s not there, as if he’s seeing something that’s not there. “Someone left a message for me at the Slagveld.” He explains, voice flat and emotionless because he’s bottled it up, because if he lets out an ounce of it, he’ll fall apart. “Nailed a body to the wall.” His gaze slips back toward her, head jutting toward where his bedroom is, for her to follow if she wished to learn more.
The less he wore someone else’s blood, the better off he was. It felt too much like his Trial to make him feel even the least bit okay.
Instead his head turns back down the hallway, as if looking for something that’s not there, as if he’s seeing something that’s not there. “Someone left a message for me at the Slagveld.” He explains, voice flat and emotionless because he’s bottled it up, because if he lets out an ounce of it, he’ll fall apart. “Nailed a body to the wall.” His gaze slips back toward her, head jutting toward where his bedroom is, for her to follow if she wished to learn more.
The less he wore someone else’s blood, the better off he was. It felt too much like his Trial to make him feel even the least bit okay.
// 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.
