now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
As always, Sunjata despises snow. But he’s chosen to live somewhere where it did unfortunately become cold enough to do just that. So while he isn’t exactly bundled for the weather in terms of clothing (only wearing a knitted long sleeve shirt and a cardigan on top), he certainly has his partial shift activated beneath it. Beneath his collar of his shirt, the smooth but warm dark hairs of his black german shepherd shift poke out.
The Ark is still in its state of somewhat disarray, not that Sunjata comments on it. He also does a decent job at hiding the thoughts that have sparked with the reasons why from entering his mind – he’s one of the very rare few that know about Jack. And so it’s with a quiet decency that he doesn’t dwell on it, instead letting the calm pools of his mind remain just that.
“Hey.” He calls as he steps aboard, greeting Jack with a lopsided, roguish smile, before he’s looking around to see the tasks at hand. One group in particular looks to be taking down the main mast. It’s a heavy and precise job – to Sunjata’s untrained eye – but he figures he can offer his brawn to their attempt. “I’ll pop in here.” Gesturing to the crew with the main mast, he pushes up his sleeves and quickly gets to work.
Sunjata says a quick hi and then helps the main mast crew!
The Ark is still in its state of somewhat disarray, not that Sunjata comments on it. He also does a decent job at hiding the thoughts that have sparked with the reasons why from entering his mind – he’s one of the very rare few that know about Jack. And so it’s with a quiet decency that he doesn’t dwell on it, instead letting the calm pools of his mind remain just that.
“Hey.” He calls as he steps aboard, greeting Jack with a lopsided, roguish smile, before he’s looking around to see the tasks at hand. One group in particular looks to be taking down the main mast. It’s a heavy and precise job – to Sunjata’s untrained eye – but he figures he can offer his brawn to their attempt. “I’ll pop in here.” Gesturing to the crew with the main mast, he pushes up his sleeves and quickly gets to work.
Sunjata says a quick hi and then helps the main mast crew!
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
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.
