temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
“Thank you.” Sunjata hums, content with however long the walk takes, matching Niki’s pace with ease and not intending to rush, easily enough to where when the necromancer speaks next, he can only nod and offer a soft huff of a laugh. “I did say I’d be fine with the floor, too.” He drawls playfully, even if his shoulders slump a little in relief.
He’s certainly not above it, of course, just.. not tonight. Niki gets a full view of the broodier, panicked version of the Flood than the one that the stories have likely told. But that’s alright. He continues to match Niki’s pace as he finds the lantern glowing in the distance, the house large despite being dark, and Sunjata finds it strangely welcoming.
It reminds him of the house he and Nate had shared in the boondocks.
“It’s really nice.” He murmurs, taking it all in, a glimmer of gratitude sparking on his scarred face.
He’s certainly not above it, of course, just.. not tonight. Niki gets a full view of the broodier, panicked version of the Flood than the one that the stories have likely told. But that’s alright. He continues to match Niki’s pace as he finds the lantern glowing in the distance, the house large despite being dark, and Sunjata finds it strangely welcoming.
It reminds him of the house he and Nate had shared in the boondocks.
“It’s really nice.” He murmurs, taking it all in, a glimmer of gratitude sparking on his scarred face.
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.
