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
It is wise of her to omit the fact she’s from Stormbreak – after all, Sunjata had spent time in its prison most recently, a few hours after Remi had blacked him out from their attempt to get a relic that Stormbreak can’t even use. Either way, he hums a sound of approval, shuffling the notebook off to the side so he can close up the book he’d been reading. “Ah, well, welcome.” He offers though he sounds distracted, hiding some of the research he’s been doing as he regards her and her question again.
“Simple research. It’ll likely bore you.” He flashes her a wink, covering up anything else with his usual charm and grace, leaning back in the chair and runs a hand through his dark hair. “What are you reading?” He turns the question back onto her, nodding toward the book she holds to her chest.
“Simple research. It’ll likely bore you.” He flashes her a wink, covering up anything else with his usual charm and grace, leaning back in the chair and runs a hand through his dark hair. “What are you reading?” He turns the question back onto her, nodding toward the book she holds to her chest.
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.
