SUNJATA
i'm the lights out, i'm the guard down
the bated breath you take, you take and hold
the bated breath you take, you take and hold
The gasp sparks his scarred brow to rise a fraction higher – somehow surprised that this girl doesn’t recognize him. It only sparks a bit more suspicion as to what she was doing here. She tells him she’s fine and that she’s embarrassed and he hums a note of understanding, setting the pen down. “Nothing that can’t be fixed.” He shrugs a shoulder, closing the notebook up and returning his steel gaze back to her.
“Where are you from if not from here?” He asks – wondering momentarily if she’s an outlander that’s just dropped in or whether she was from somewhere else. After all, again most people knew him or of him. He was one of Frey’s demigods, after all… Let alone a previous governor of Torchline and now the current Archon of the Hollowed Grounds, the creator of the safe haven for the impending war. His name came up time and time again.
But, of course he realizes now that he hasn’t actually given a name nor has she given hers. And he supposes it’s hard to know who you were talking to if that weren’t the case. So he remains sitting to alleviate some of her embarrassment, gaze remaining on her out of pure curiosity (and a bit of suspicion).
“Where are you from if not from here?” He asks – wondering momentarily if she’s an outlander that’s just dropped in or whether she was from somewhere else. After all, again most people knew him or of him. He was one of Frey’s demigods, after all… Let alone a previous governor of Torchline and now the current Archon of the Hollowed Grounds, the creator of the safe haven for the impending war. His name came up time and time again.
But, of course he realizes now that he hasn’t actually given a name nor has she given hers. And he supposes it’s hard to know who you were talking to if that weren’t the case. So he remains sitting to alleviate some of her embarrassment, gaze remaining on her out of pure curiosity (and a bit of suspicion).
i'm the shade of doubt, i'm the mask and shroud
i'm the burning out, i'm the lie you tell, the lie you tell yourself
i'm the burning out, i'm the lie you tell, the lie you tell yourself
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.
