daydream about me, and i know that you hate the nights without me
Unfortunately for Sunjata, he spies so many ghosts of his past, ones that he’s chosen to avoid. And yet, he’s content to sit there beside Isla, pretending for a little bit longer that he can be in this bubble of ignorance. But there’s a face that appears right after he’s spotted Melita, already trying to figure out how to abandon his ignoring plans to speak to her, when he sees Bart, and he absolutely freezes.
He’s stock still when Isla elbows him in the side. “Yeah, maybe.” He murmurs, exhaling a sigh and draining his drink, standing to grab another one and will himself to have these difficult conversations he really, really doesn’t want to have.
Unfortunately for him, though, they’re conversations he should have had a long time ago.
He’s stock still when Isla elbows him in the side. “Yeah, maybe.” He murmurs, exhaling a sigh and draining his drink, standing to grab another one and will himself to have these difficult conversations he really, really doesn’t want to have.
Unfortunately for him, though, they’re conversations he should have had a long time ago.
SUNJATA
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.
