hellos, goodbyes, a thousand midnights
lost in sleepless lullabies
lost in sleepless lullabies
A soft snort slips from Sunjata at the idea of a meeting, a crooked smirk twisting up the corner of his scarred face tat presses against her bare skin. “Even if I did, I’m sure they’d have gotten the hint that I was busy.” But there weren’t any meetings, everything could wait until he found a way to pull himself together again.
Doesn’t seem like it’ll happen anytime soon as she answers his question from before, exhaling a sigh in lieu of a nod. “I’ve never had a moment where I was free enough to keep them down.” He admits, a touch warily, as if the mere thought was anxiety inducing enough that he couldn’t fathom what it would be like. “For one thing or another I have had to hide a part of me.” Since he was a child. And old habits died hard.
Doesn’t seem like it’ll happen anytime soon as she answers his question from before, exhaling a sigh in lieu of a nod. “I’ve never had a moment where I was free enough to keep them down.” He admits, a touch warily, as if the mere thought was anxiety inducing enough that he couldn’t fathom what it would be like. “For one thing or another I have had to hide a part of me.” Since he was a child. And old habits died hard.
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.
