no one's coming to save you, swing that sword that you made
“You’re welcome.” He offers quietly, looking at the Supernova beside him bathed in the amber light, reflected in the Flood’s own gaze. He can’t help but to follow suit with the light cheers, downing a fair amount himself, knowing it’s easier for him to get closer to getting drunk than Ronin could.
The question, though, makes him laugh. He isn’t sure why. “Things are… Going. I’ve made a brothel in King’s End.” A casual shrug, given that his skin is notably absent from any marks that might suggest that he participated in the business he created.
“I am… Trying to find a new normal.” He admits a little more honestly, downing another bit of his glass, internally cursing Ronin for his uncanny ability to get Sunjata to just speak whatever he didn’t entirely want to. “What about with you?”
The question, though, makes him laugh. He isn’t sure why. “Things are… Going. I’ve made a brothel in King’s End.” A casual shrug, given that his skin is notably absent from any marks that might suggest that he participated in the business he created.
“I am… Trying to find a new normal.” He admits a little more honestly, downing another bit of his glass, internally cursing Ronin for his uncanny ability to get Sunjata to just speak whatever he didn’t entirely want to. “What about with you?”
the flood
with the pain that they gave you, like the pain is gonna save you
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
