hellos, goodbyes, a thousand midnights
lost in sleepless lullabies
lost in sleepless lullabies
“I certainly think so.” Sunjata agrees, wings fanning slightly as he flashes her a small smile, glancing down to the cheese she adds to the crate. And before he has a chance to clean the drippings of the peach from his chin, she’s quickly swiping it away. It’s less delicate, of course, but the implication is the same and he snorts at it, taking another bite more carefully this time.
It is a sweet memory, both literally and figuratively, and he finishes off his peach before lifting the crate, waiting for her to lead the way. “How much shit did you put into this Isla?” He asks, clearly warming up, whether or not it’s from the alcohol or her distractions are hard to say. “I’m not going to be able to help you up the stairs so I hope you’re ready.” Another soft tease, cocking a scarred eyebrow her way as he trails after her.
It is a sweet memory, both literally and figuratively, and he finishes off his peach before lifting the crate, waiting for her to lead the way. “How much shit did you put into this Isla?” He asks, clearly warming up, whether or not it’s from the alcohol or her distractions are hard to say. “I’m not going to be able to help you up the stairs so I hope you’re ready.” Another soft tease, cocking a scarred eyebrow her way as he trails after her.
the flood
heaven's dreaming thoughtless thoughts,
my friends, we know we'll be ghosts again
my friends, we know we'll be ghosts again
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
