you know i'm gonna change, things just don't stay the same no more
Dahlia’s compliments as they settle further in has Sunjata relaxing a fraction – even if her next set of words seem to prove the opposite. He’s nearly ready to respond to her quiet threat while Deimos and Dantalion are talking, but he’s suddenly spoken to by Deimos which has his gaze drifting immediately to Halo’s Warden. “Unicorn shavings.” His accented voice breaks the air between them. “It can add a healing option to items, as we’re finding out.” And thus, the option and opportunity to collect it and potentially use it for trade was something worth adding to this conversation.
Because certainly Sunjata can’t think of any other reason to have them all gathered. But then the Maverick begins a little toast, and Sunjata inclines his head with a snort, nodding as he indulges in the toast, before his hand finds Dahlia’s once more, remaining connected with her for a variety of reasons, most notably that aside from Everest, he’s the most comfortable one here in this room. “To the continued fortune and the Midwinter Ball.” He hums, before his tone takes a hint of sarcasm, inclining his head a little toward Dahlia to alleviate more of that tension in the room. “For a meeting that could have probably been a letter exchange, maybe we should go and join the festivities now?”
The jackets from Halo to the Ancients of the Grounds don’t matter to him, as far as he’s concerned, and he’s said his statement as have everyone else. And now he wants nothing more than to go peruse the drinks and food offered in the main Temple.
Because certainly Sunjata can’t think of any other reason to have them all gathered. But then the Maverick begins a little toast, and Sunjata inclines his head with a snort, nodding as he indulges in the toast, before his hand finds Dahlia’s once more, remaining connected with her for a variety of reasons, most notably that aside from Everest, he’s the most comfortable one here in this room. “To the continued fortune and the Midwinter Ball.” He hums, before his tone takes a hint of sarcasm, inclining his head a little toward Dahlia to alleviate more of that tension in the room. “For a meeting that could have probably been a letter exchange, maybe we should go and join the festivities now?”
The jackets from Halo to the Ancients of the Grounds don’t matter to him, as far as he’s concerned, and he’s said his statement as have everyone else. And now he wants nothing more than to go peruse the drinks and food offered in the main Temple.
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.
