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
“I’m glad.” He offers her his honesty — glad that she had gotten past her worries and fear of flight, happy to have been some part of it to give her a better memory (however hard it was given his presence). He lifts his glass of whiskey to his lips and takes a sip, setting it down when he goes to face her a bit more fully, understanding glimmering in his gaze. “Does make it easier, huh?” It certainly did with the fact Kamaria was older, able to not require his permanent presence for every single thing.
As for the rest of it, though, amusement quickly flashes in his steel eyes, a huff of a sound leaving him that’s nearly mischievous in the way he answers her unsaid comment. “So here you are.” He rumbles, head tilting slightly as he props it on an arm, gaze still tired where he watches her. “Funnily enough, I came here to chat with Maeve. And to help out with a bit of preparation for monsoon season before I left.” Evidently fate had a sense of humor after all.
“I planned on leaving tomorrow to head back home.” He says offhandedly, gaze scanning her face for anything of interest. “But for now, here I am.” Comes the playful jest, only due to the alcohol swimming in his gut.
As for the rest of it, though, amusement quickly flashes in his steel eyes, a huff of a sound leaving him that’s nearly mischievous in the way he answers her unsaid comment. “So here you are.” He rumbles, head tilting slightly as he props it on an arm, gaze still tired where he watches her. “Funnily enough, I came here to chat with Maeve. And to help out with a bit of preparation for monsoon season before I left.” Evidently fate had a sense of humor after all.
“I planned on leaving tomorrow to head back home.” He says offhandedly, gaze scanning her face for anything of interest. “But for now, here I am.” Comes the playful jest, only due to the alcohol swimming in his gut.
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.
