// call out in the middle of the night
for when else would I hear you? //
for when else would I hear you? //
As the Ark settles, Sunjata can take in the damage to the main sail. The mast and the rigging look less than ideal, though Sunjata isn’t a sailor. He can recall what the Ark looks like in its prime and this definitely isn’t it. But when he sees Jack appear in his ruffled shirt, hair down and tousled with the wind tugging at it, Sunjata shifts his weight to wait for Jack’s approach with a casual nod of greeting in return.
Confusion still stirs within him, but at least it’s tempered. He knows Jack. He’s known Jack for a while. So he snorts with the question, because it wasn’t like the captain had to ask. They’d done well together once they got past the bullshit at the beginning when he’d ruled Torchline. He imagines it’ll be much of the same here. “We’ve got plenty of room.” He answers as he snags his own pack of cigarettes, offering one out for Jack before he takes one for himself.
“And fair enough. What do you need?” He asks, snagging the lighter to light his own before handing it over to Jack, his steel gaze taking in the state of the man before he looks back to the rest of the Castaway Exchange. If Jack wanted to start up his operations here, there’d be little complaint from Sunjata. There’d just need to be some readjusting of things down here in the Boondocks.
Luckily for him, Sunjata's in charge of it.
Confusion still stirs within him, but at least it’s tempered. He knows Jack. He’s known Jack for a while. So he snorts with the question, because it wasn’t like the captain had to ask. They’d done well together once they got past the bullshit at the beginning when he’d ruled Torchline. He imagines it’ll be much of the same here. “We’ve got plenty of room.” He answers as he snags his own pack of cigarettes, offering one out for Jack before he takes one for himself.
“And fair enough. What do you need?” He asks, snagging the lighter to light his own before handing it over to Jack, his steel gaze taking in the state of the man before he looks back to the rest of the Castaway Exchange. If Jack wanted to start up his operations here, there’d be little complaint from Sunjata. There’d just need to be some readjusting of things down here in the Boondocks.
Luckily for him, Sunjata's in charge of it.
the flood
// fall out in the cold starlight
i can save you if you do //
i can save you if you do //
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.
