temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
“Frey, indeed.” Sunjata’s accented tone rumbles out, his smile widening a fraction as their hands shake and he withdraws back to his little space. He doesn’t expect to be asked what they’re like, but, he can’t deny someone for being curious over his own experiences. “They’re great.” He starts to say before elaborating with a soft chuckle. “It’s hard to explain, but, being in their presence you’re both seen and welcomed. Never once have I felt like I needed to be worried when speaking to them.” Not like he had been with Safrin, though he doesn’t know if Zavien knows that. “They’ve offered me some pretty good advice over the years too. Was there something in particular you wanted to know about them?” He asks, tacking it on after as he realizes he could just keep going on and on about them.
As for his question over the skyboat situation – they were in a Skyport after all – Sunjata squints over in Stormbreak’s direction with a little tilt of his head. “’Least it’s not too long of a trip to get back.” He begins, before wincing slightly. “Once the delays get figured out.” Which would hopefully be sooner rather than later for the other man.
Himself, though, this spurs a roguish, crooked grin. “Heading back home. I usually fly myself, though.” He explains, his grin shifting more playful. “Sometimes its my dragon shift, sometimes it’s my pegasus shift.” One or the other, they both got him the same result and didn’t have him dealing with rotating Skyport schedules. Though it does remind him of Tal’s inquery to making the Skyport in King’s End at some point.
As for his question over the skyboat situation – they were in a Skyport after all – Sunjata squints over in Stormbreak’s direction with a little tilt of his head. “’Least it’s not too long of a trip to get back.” He begins, before wincing slightly. “Once the delays get figured out.” Which would hopefully be sooner rather than later for the other man.
Himself, though, this spurs a roguish, crooked grin. “Heading back home. I usually fly myself, though.” He explains, his grin shifting more playful. “Sometimes its my dragon shift, sometimes it’s my pegasus shift.” One or the other, they both got him the same result and didn’t have him dealing with rotating Skyport schedules. Though it does remind him of Tal’s inquery to making the Skyport in King’s End at some point.
the flood
tell me i'm a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
