// now we are hanging out in the backyard //
Tilting his head as he sees that flush – and tries to determine if it’s the alcohol or something else, Sunjata’s steel gaze zeroes in on the Dragoon in a small amount of confusion and curiosity. “I mean what makes you think she’ll do anything at all?” He asks, fully tilting his head now in an avian move, brows lifting a second after as if to continue to explain it further.
“Dahlia’s quite lovely to speak to when you don’t treat her like an overblown threat.” Sunjata starts to say, waggling his fingers a little around the mug as it sits on the table between them. “I was shitty to people when they all treated me like some kind of villain. Doesn’t mean I was one.” That’s all he’s trying to say, all he’s trying to get across. And maybe it hits the mark, maybe it doesn’t. But Sunjata can’t realistically imagine Dahlia being this great big terror that everyone has made her out to be.
Misunderstood, was more like it.
“Dahlia’s quite lovely to speak to when you don’t treat her like an overblown threat.” Sunjata starts to say, waggling his fingers a little around the mug as it sits on the table between them. “I was shitty to people when they all treated me like some kind of villain. Doesn’t mean I was one.” That’s all he’s trying to say, all he’s trying to get across. And maybe it hits the mark, maybe it doesn’t. But Sunjata can’t realistically imagine Dahlia being this great big terror that everyone has made her out to be.
Misunderstood, was more like it.
the flood
// looking at a new point of view //
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.
