you know i'm gonna change, things just don't stay the same no more
All charm and suave, Sunjata grins to both Flora and Dantalion, about to comment on it before all hell starts to break loose.
And really, he’s more confused than anything. First of all, he hadn’t realized that Dahlia hadn’t been invited, and then Maea’s over there starting some kind of last stand. Tension fills the air and his gaze snaps to the child swapped between Deimos and Evie, and Hadama blocking the door, and he decides it’s up to him.
His gaze landing on Dahlia, the only smile offered for the woman, he immediately steps away from the spot picked, drifting over toward Dahlia with a smile of greeting and a chuckle. “It said it was a meeting for leaders, yeah?” He knows how it might look, but at the present moment it’s really a not here not now situation. One that certainly lends to an opportunity nobody has afforded.
“So rather than decide to exclude the one woman you all are wary of, perhaps hear her out so we can enjoy the ball after?” Already he’s reaching for Dahlia, taking her hand and dipping his greeting toward her with all the suave Frey demigod charm he can afford (not manufactured thanks to his situation), but still one he affords anyway to try and alleviate the tension.
Leaning in a bit toward the Reaper, he clears his throat. “Forgive her, she must have forgotten herself.” He drawls, regarding Maea in particular, avoiding looking toward his ex as he says it and instead focusing all of his attention on Dahlia and smoothing the situation over.
And really, he’s more confused than anything. First of all, he hadn’t realized that Dahlia hadn’t been invited, and then Maea’s over there starting some kind of last stand. Tension fills the air and his gaze snaps to the child swapped between Deimos and Evie, and Hadama blocking the door, and he decides it’s up to him.
His gaze landing on Dahlia, the only smile offered for the woman, he immediately steps away from the spot picked, drifting over toward Dahlia with a smile of greeting and a chuckle. “It said it was a meeting for leaders, yeah?” He knows how it might look, but at the present moment it’s really a not here not now situation. One that certainly lends to an opportunity nobody has afforded.
“So rather than decide to exclude the one woman you all are wary of, perhaps hear her out so we can enjoy the ball after?” Already he’s reaching for Dahlia, taking her hand and dipping his greeting toward her with all the suave Frey demigod charm he can afford (not manufactured thanks to his situation), but still one he affords anyway to try and alleviate the tension.
Leaning in a bit toward the Reaper, he clears his throat. “Forgive her, she must have forgotten herself.” He drawls, regarding Maea in particular, avoiding looking toward his ex as he says it and instead focusing all of his attention on Dahlia and smoothing the situation over.
you know i'm gonna break your fading heart
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.
