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 does know it isn’t true, but the rational part of his mind and the one that wants things to go back to how they were are often at war with one another. Enough so that Sunjata tries his best to focus on the numbing of his emotions, the numbing of everything else. The liquor right now is helping, giving it that muted dull ache rather than the one that causes the pit of his stomach to drop, so he watches the hand that brushes along the back of his for a few moments before his gaze rises back to Isla.
“I appreciate it.” He offers her, refraining from adding a likewise, because he’s already told her so again and again. Instead he opts for something else, finishing off the glass with his other hand before his gaze drops back toward the empty glass. “The more I indulge, the easier it gets.” Which is namely his hope for this place, to give him a chance to slowly work his way into it. At present? It’s rougher given the fact that he hasn’t been.
“So once it opens, we’ll see how it goes, yeah?” He asks, finally letting his steel gaze rise to scan her face, gauging her reaction.
“I appreciate it.” He offers her, refraining from adding a likewise, because he’s already told her so again and again. Instead he opts for something else, finishing off the glass with his other hand before his gaze drops back toward the empty glass. “The more I indulge, the easier it gets.” Which is namely his hope for this place, to give him a chance to slowly work his way into it. At present? It’s rougher given the fact that he hasn’t been.
“So once it opens, we’ll see how it goes, yeah?” He asks, finally letting his steel gaze rise to scan her face, gauging her reaction.
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.
