SUNJATA
the flood
dreams where you're murdered
boy i know you heard it all before
boy i know you heard it all before
“Mostly that.” Sunjata offers with a rogue smirk, tilting his head a small amount before a breathy chuckle leaves him in response. But it fades at the mention of Sam and life and things just… Not working out, something Sunjata can understand deeply, as he shoves his hands back into the warmth of fur lined pockets. “That’s good at least.” He offers, looking back ahead on the snowy path they take.
“Messy breakups are… Shitty.” A raise of his brow, an attempt to add some bit of humor to it seeing as Sunjata knee quite a lot about messy breakups — involved with quite a few already, actually. “So what’s your plan now, Grand Healer?” A crooked smile shot back to Loren with that, still trying to lighten the mood.
“Messy breakups are… Shitty.” A raise of his brow, an attempt to add some bit of humor to it seeing as Sunjata knee quite a lot about messy breakups — involved with quite a few already, actually. “So what’s your plan now, Grand Healer?” A crooked smile shot back to Loren with that, still trying to lighten the mood.
you shut your eyes to pain
boy then just lock the fuckin' door
boy then just lock the fuckin' door
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.
