// placing a smile at the perfect event //
Snorting as he continues to scrub away the mud, Sunjata can only really shake his head. “It’s a pretty common one. Most of them have got some sort of practice under their belt.” Even he’d had to do it once in a while for the random client that booked him. Either way, it wasn’t totally viable and they were here already to scrub the mud away, so in the hopes of not wasting more time, he tries to work some double time – spraying down the wall as he scrubs like he might be able to knock a chunk of it loose.
“Frey could’ve gotten rid of it for me.. But I figured having it was better than not, y’know?” He tells her of the infection sight – even if it was horrifying and lead to quite a few spirals, the Flood had survived it. They all had, thankfully. But it does remind him briefly of Niki and having seen the abandoned while they built Flora’s home, it sparks a thought in his mind that he bites his tongue against until the timing is just right.
Especially because they’re talking about Hotaru and how invested she gets in her projects, to the point where it feels like he hasn’t seen her in ages. Her apology is met with a slight shrug of understanding. “It’s not your fault.” He tells her simply and leaves it mostly at that – because it definitely wasn’t his fault either.
Thankful for the change of subject, the hum that leaves him is amused as his lopsided grin is aimed her way. “I’d count it. Just try not to do it too many times. Makes your head spin after a while.” The first time he’d been channeled he’d nearly thrown up from the sudden surprise of it. He’s thankfully gotten a stronger stomach for it since then.
Her question has multiple meanings, though, and Sunjata knows it as her tone shifts to a casual hum. She’s never asked about the residents of King’s End in such a way, so he knows it has to be because of one in particular. Such that he envelops himself in his work to hide the mischief floating in his mind. “Good. Talyson’s back home.” He hums, pretending as though it was whom she was referring to, before he washes the wall again with another spritz of water to hide the snort. “Jack is.. better than he was when he first got there. He’s not much of a talker, though.” As she’d well know. So unfortunately, there isn’t much to talk about aside from the obvious. "Just showed up and said he'd be staying here for a while. So... What happened?" He asks, pulling his attention away to cast a curious glance Flora's way with zero judgement but understanding.
“Frey could’ve gotten rid of it for me.. But I figured having it was better than not, y’know?” He tells her of the infection sight – even if it was horrifying and lead to quite a few spirals, the Flood had survived it. They all had, thankfully. But it does remind him briefly of Niki and having seen the abandoned while they built Flora’s home, it sparks a thought in his mind that he bites his tongue against until the timing is just right.
Especially because they’re talking about Hotaru and how invested she gets in her projects, to the point where it feels like he hasn’t seen her in ages. Her apology is met with a slight shrug of understanding. “It’s not your fault.” He tells her simply and leaves it mostly at that – because it definitely wasn’t his fault either.
Thankful for the change of subject, the hum that leaves him is amused as his lopsided grin is aimed her way. “I’d count it. Just try not to do it too many times. Makes your head spin after a while.” The first time he’d been channeled he’d nearly thrown up from the sudden surprise of it. He’s thankfully gotten a stronger stomach for it since then.
Her question has multiple meanings, though, and Sunjata knows it as her tone shifts to a casual hum. She’s never asked about the residents of King’s End in such a way, so he knows it has to be because of one in particular. Such that he envelops himself in his work to hide the mischief floating in his mind. “Good. Talyson’s back home.” He hums, pretending as though it was whom she was referring to, before he washes the wall again with another spritz of water to hide the snort. “Jack is.. better than he was when he first got there. He’s not much of a talker, though.” As she’d well know. So unfortunately, there isn’t much to talk about aside from the obvious. "Just showed up and said he'd be staying here for a while. So... What happened?" He asks, pulling his attention away to cast a curious glance Flora's way with zero judgement but understanding.
Sunjata
// gracing your skin with the side of my hand //
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.
