i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
“The food.” Sunjata reiterates, a soft air of a nostalgic sigh slipping from him as he dips further into the hot springs, letting it loosen the tension in his tattooed shoulders. “We had more technology where I was from so it made it easier to make more… Mass produced things. Could barely go anywhere and get something made for you.” He shrugs lightly, casting his gaze back onto Sohalia as she asks if it can be replicated and he wonders just how he’s never really tried to just make a greasy diner burger.
His brows pinch as he snorts, contemplating. “Nate and I tried to make something, once. I think all the ingredients are around, we could certainly try.” And it might be fun, provided they don’t burn everything down in their attempt to make it. “I will warn you, though, I’m no cook.” He’d been learning and practicing, but for the most part he was still terrible.
His brows pinch as he snorts, contemplating. “Nate and I tried to make something, once. I think all the ingredients are around, we could certainly try.” And it might be fun, provided they don’t burn everything down in their attempt to make it. “I will warn you, though, I’m no cook.” He’d been learning and practicing, but for the most part he was still terrible.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
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.
