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
He supposes she’s right with the too little too late comment. It’s something that does arise a sharp shooting pain when he snorts in response, a rolling sensation of what can only be assumed to be the roll of his eyes sent down the bond. “Really? Y’dont think so?” He asks her, managing to pry one of his eyes open, his gaze softening at the sight of her hungover appearance, her sleep tousled hair.
He swallows and promptly closes his eyes, turning himself just enough to push himself up onto his knees, to thread his hands into his hair to pull it back from his eyes. He doesn’t look at her again, instead, working to keep the pulsing pain from his head. “You sure that’s a good idea? I can just… go to my room here and grab my other clothes.” He suggests, because after all, he’s sure the rumors would fly.
Especially if she showed up in her night clothes asking for clothes for him nonetheless.
He swallows and promptly closes his eyes, turning himself just enough to push himself up onto his knees, to thread his hands into his hair to pull it back from his eyes. He doesn’t look at her again, instead, working to keep the pulsing pain from his head. “You sure that’s a good idea? I can just… go to my room here and grab my other clothes.” He suggests, because after all, he’s sure the rumors would fly.
Especially if she showed up in her night clothes asking for clothes for him nonetheless.
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.
