and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
He’s sure it does give him a lot of aura, something that Sunjata chuckles with when the answer comes. It makes him rugged – though he’d always been of the sort. A more physical obvious sign that he could handle whatever was dished toward him. “Thanks.” He offers, with zero hesitation, his accent falling over the words easily alongside the crooked smile.
As for everything else, though, as he warns Kaisel, Sunjata spots the other man’s confusion and enthusiasm as it falls, like letting a balloon deflate so you can secure the knot. “I mean,” Sunjata starts to say, letting the laugh fall from his lips – because gods, if that wasn’t really the whole fucking spiel.
His lips part to respond further when Kaisel’s mentioning he’d met them, brows pinching as he perks up a touch more interested – curious, because he does know about Jack’s kids, but a selfish portion of himself hopes that Kaisel means he’d met Kamaria. His daughter. “Wasn’t Kamaria, was it?” The way he asks seems as though he has a lot more interest in that particular daughter of Safrin, leaving him to scan Kaisel with a raised brow.
As for everything else, though, as he warns Kaisel, Sunjata spots the other man’s confusion and enthusiasm as it falls, like letting a balloon deflate so you can secure the knot. “I mean,” Sunjata starts to say, letting the laugh fall from his lips – because gods, if that wasn’t really the whole fucking spiel.
His lips part to respond further when Kaisel’s mentioning he’d met them, brows pinching as he perks up a touch more interested – curious, because he does know about Jack’s kids, but a selfish portion of himself hopes that Kaisel means he’d met Kamaria. His daughter. “Wasn’t Kamaria, was it?” The way he asks seems as though he has a lot more interest in that particular daughter of Safrin, leaving him to scan Kaisel with a raised brow.
stitching up the loose threads of my soul
so in the morning i'm bulletproof
SUNJATA
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.
