SUNJATA
at another place in time, you were infinitely mine
relatively alright, when berenstein was fine
relatively alright, when berenstein was fine
Luckily, Remi doesn't have to wait too much longer, as he waits by the stall of fresh bread, the tall figure of Sunjata cuts through the crowd with practiced ease, almost like he’d never left its shores. But rather than the confidence of someone wandering through and meeting everyone’s gaze, he keeps it expertly trained on everything that isn’t a person. The goods in the stalls, the pathway he walks, the sky at times.
The citrus scent that lines the humidity of Torchline is a welcome reprieve, one that eases the discomfort already clinging to his gut and the lingering sorrow of Seren’s funeral. But he keeps it quiet and closed off through any attuned bond as he sidles in beside Remi. A small nod is offered, his gaze drifting to the bread in the stall and the comforting scent it offers. “Thanks for meeting me.” He rumbles softly, before he seems particularly interested in the bread so that he can get it across through the Attuned bind without him coming off weird. I’m just gonna cut to the chase, but… I asked to meet you privately because Ronin’s, uh, he’s infected… He glances over at him after, trying to see how he takes it.
The citrus scent that lines the humidity of Torchline is a welcome reprieve, one that eases the discomfort already clinging to his gut and the lingering sorrow of Seren’s funeral. But he keeps it quiet and closed off through any attuned bond as he sidles in beside Remi. A small nod is offered, his gaze drifting to the bread in the stall and the comforting scent it offers. “Thanks for meeting me.” He rumbles softly, before he seems particularly interested in the bread so that he can get it across through the Attuned bind without him coming off weird. I’m just gonna cut to the chase, but… I asked to meet you privately because Ronin’s, uh, he’s infected… He glances over at him after, trying to see how he takes it.
at another place in time, only parallel to mine
the universe was alright, when berenstein was fine
the universe was alright, when berenstein was fine
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.
