“[say]Yeah.[/say]” Sunjata snorts, moving through the crowd, nodding to those that recognize him as they take their seats and makes their orders. He snorts again at her comment, flashing her a lopsided smirk. “[say]Well, we do own it. Might be odd if the owners didn’t even partake in it.[/say]” What’s good enough for their patrons were good enough for them, in Sunjata’s opinion. It also helped he didn’t really have to pay for these either which certainly helps.
The glass comes and Sunjata sips from it lightly as Isla downs her shots, and he cradles the rocks glass in his lightning scarred hand as he tucks the books into his lap, holding them there with an elbow. He does cast a look of surprise to her as he takes another sip and shrugs his shoulders. “[say]You can be as much of a mess as you want. I’ll take care of you.[/say]” He offers, because he certainly had been a mess after the party. It doesn’t bother him in the slightest.
The glass comes and Sunjata sips from it lightly as Isla downs her shots, and he cradles the rocks glass in his lightning scarred hand as he tucks the books into his lap, holding them there with an elbow. He does cast a look of surprise to her as he takes another sip and shrugs his shoulders. “[say]You can be as much of a mess as you want. I’ll take care of you.[/say]” He offers, because he certainly had been a mess after the party. It doesn’t bother him in the slightest.
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.
