SUNJATA
the flood
i'm nothing more than a page unwritten
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
His gaze flickers up toward hers, a hum of amusement slipping from him as he nods and drags from the cigarette a bit longer, letting it settle in his lungs before he exhales slowly and quietly. “Right.” An easy agreement – because they were strong. There wasn’t a way that he could or would want to deny it. So instead, he focuses on pouring a bit more into her glass and then his own. He takes a sip from it, forearms braced on the bar top.
Her question is met with another quiet drag from the cigarette, head tilting to the side as he considers her, rolling the glass between his hands. “It’s good. Helped save Haulani from the volcano eruption… Became a part of the government.” A huff of a laugh at that and a shake of his head.Because what are timelines, really. “And how’s the Kraai? Everything you wanted it to be?” He teases her, offering a small smile and a wink.
Her question is met with another quiet drag from the cigarette, head tilting to the side as he considers her, rolling the glass between his hands. “It’s good. Helped save Haulani from the volcano eruption… Became a part of the government.” A huff of a laugh at that and a shake of his head.
you win a lot, and you lose
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
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.
