"please stop you're scaring me" i can't help this awful energy
god damn right, you should be scared of me
He tries to let her words soothe and wash over him, even as it’s distracted by her glaring down a woman. If he wasn’t so fucked up and exhausted, he’d absolutely find it amusing. But the most he can do is glance back down to his feet as they trudge through the sand to the house, trying to keep the pounding of his head at bay.
He follows her and she turns the tap on to heat it up and Sunjata stills against the side of the shower, trying to debate whether he needed help or not while she speaks, casting a tired steel gaze back toward her. “Who did they want to win?” He asks, a cover for whether or not he was still welcome after that, or if he was heading into another section of mob territory. But he straightens out, steps forward to try and pull the shirt from over his head, and struggles to bend himself in the right way to remove it.
Sighing with the shirt stuck against him awkwardly, he casts a pitiful look toward Vai. “Please.”
He follows her and she turns the tap on to heat it up and Sunjata stills against the side of the shower, trying to debate whether he needed help or not while she speaks, casting a tired steel gaze back toward her. “Who did they want to win?” He asks, a cover for whether or not he was still welcome after that, or if he was heading into another section of mob territory. But he straightens out, steps forward to try and pull the shirt from over his head, and struggles to bend himself in the right way to remove it.
Sighing with the shirt stuck against him awkwardly, he casts a pitiful look toward Vai. “Please.”
who is in control?
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.
