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
“See, that’s exactly it.” Sunjata rumbles with another soft chuckle, a huff of a sigh and a roll of his eyes. “Besides, in most cases saying ‘fuck it’ is far more fun.” Until the stakes got too high. But for this? It was minimal and Sunjata’s hungover and exhausted and he honestly doesn’t have a care in the world. So he teases her back with the question she gives, laying beside where she sits and stuffs his face into the crook of his elbow.
One steel eye slips over toward her as she laughs and he knows – even if she tries to hide it – that he’s gotten a surprising result out of her. So he hums his quiet chuckle in response to her contagious laughter too when she suggests weaponizing the drunken masses and all Sunjata can do is wince, remove the elbow from covering his eyes, groaning as his face scrunches up. “That’s fucking gross.” He chuckles, staring up at the ceiling. “In theory though I think we could.” He admits, flashing another playful smile her way before hauling himself up to stand as his head spins again.
“Shall we then?” He offers his hand to her, wincing with each heartbeat he can feel prodding his brain. And once she accepts, he’s pulling her up to follow through with letting them talk.
- FIN <3
One steel eye slips over toward her as she laughs and he knows – even if she tries to hide it – that he’s gotten a surprising result out of her. So he hums his quiet chuckle in response to her contagious laughter too when she suggests weaponizing the drunken masses and all Sunjata can do is wince, remove the elbow from covering his eyes, groaning as his face scrunches up. “That’s fucking gross.” He chuckles, staring up at the ceiling. “In theory though I think we could.” He admits, flashing another playful smile her way before hauling himself up to stand as his head spins again.
“Shall we then?” He offers his hand to her, wincing with each heartbeat he can feel prodding his brain. And once she accepts, he’s pulling her up to follow through with letting them talk.
- FIN <3
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.
