// i came from a broken home, so look at all my broken bones
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
Glaring back at the elementals as they shift their trajectory toward the restaurant Sunjata has in mind, a place he hasn’t been to in years. His gaze flits back to Sohalia with a small smile tugging on his face, soft and gentle and lopsided from the scar. “Right? Keeps you warm for a while, at least.” Which was perfect in this place where the air hurt your face.
Which, speaking of, he tugs the scarf up a little higher, reaching the door of the restaurant in companionable silence, but before he opens the door he does glance at her curiously. “I’m gonna extend the offer again, but if you wanna talk while we eat, I’m here for you.” He says quietly, before he opens the door and lets her step in first, trailing in after and tugging down the scarf and draining the rest of his coffee to deposit in the bin as they step up to the counter to be guided to a booth.
The person manning the little restaurant is cheerful as they are happy, swanning over to guide them back to a quiet booth by themselves, next to a window where they can see the slopes of snow covering the rooftops of portions in the citadel further away.
Which, speaking of, he tugs the scarf up a little higher, reaching the door of the restaurant in companionable silence, but before he opens the door he does glance at her curiously. “I’m gonna extend the offer again, but if you wanna talk while we eat, I’m here for you.” He says quietly, before he opens the door and lets her step in first, trailing in after and tugging down the scarf and draining the rest of his coffee to deposit in the bin as they step up to the counter to be guided to a booth.
The person manning the little restaurant is cheerful as they are happy, swanning over to guide them back to a quiet booth by themselves, next to a window where they can see the slopes of snow covering the rooftops of portions in the citadel further away.
the flood
// i'm the next, so get in line
just let me have my fucking time //
just let me have my fucking time //
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.
