now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
“If you want an honest answer.” Sunjata winks to her before he’s collecting her glass and stretching to the next barrel, withdrawing some of the liquor in that one to hand to her as he mulls over her question. “I think my favorite is leading.” He raises his scarred brow toward her and flashes her a playful grin. He’s officially the Archon now of King’s End, and with it he feels as though he’s settled right back into where he was supposed to be.
It's an amused grin that remains even as she samples it and her nose scrunches and she claims it’s too sweet, humming a note of agreement as he lifts it to his own lips. “It’s the best one to give people hangovers, that’s for sure.” He tilts his head slightly, peering down into his glass. “It’s got banana in it too. Kind of a Torchline theme.” His steel gaze lifts toward her face again, curious if she can make the connection.
It's an amused grin that remains even as she samples it and her nose scrunches and she claims it’s too sweet, humming a note of agreement as he lifts it to his own lips. “It’s the best one to give people hangovers, that’s for sure.” He tilts his head slightly, peering down into his glass. “It’s got banana in it too. Kind of a Torchline theme.” His steel gaze lifts toward her face again, curious if she can make the connection.
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
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.
