// grass stains cut my bloody knees, it's goodpain, it means i can't be phased
that little death inside my sides, won't make it right //
that little death inside my sides, won't make it right //
Snorting a little at Iskra’s suggestion, Sunjata’s lips quirk in an amused smile as he swallows down the bite of food he’s snagged – a little bit of ramphire steak that makes it feel a little more like home – like this is normal in a sea of things that have started feeling very not normal lately. “Bean bags. Still hurt but less likely to outright murder someone.” Sunjata offers as a side note for the cotton cannon balls, winking to Iskra before he grins to Melita. “Still bludgeons but in a way you could do it over and over again.” And if he knew his niece at all, the more opportunity for such adventures the better off she was.
Hearing Iskra talk about Jack though has him settling in and nodding alongside his niece with the confirmation. “Maybe he had some performance anxiety.” He highly doubts it and he’s sure if Jack could hear their conversation right now he’d prove them otherwise – but it’s behind closed doors and among friends, and truth be told he does like the Captain quite a bit for everything he’s done for him.
Hesitating to hear Melita’s question to Iskra and waiting to hear the answer, it’s only the shock and surprise of his face and names being on the demigod underwear of the day that Kaisel sports. A grateful smile is flashed toward Iskra with the comment about the drinks, agreeing silently, before he’s focusing on the mention of hump day. His nose wrinkles as he lets the information settle, at least until there’s something that reaches him out of place that he realizes not everyone knew about what happened. Sunjata had heard through the grapevine, of course, so he shoots Melita an almost cheshire smile that screams gossip. “Oh, that’s because Noah’s not a demigod anymore.”
Hearing Iskra talk about Jack though has him settling in and nodding alongside his niece with the confirmation. “Maybe he had some performance anxiety.” He highly doubts it and he’s sure if Jack could hear their conversation right now he’d prove them otherwise – but it’s behind closed doors and among friends, and truth be told he does like the Captain quite a bit for everything he’s done for him.
Hesitating to hear Melita’s question to Iskra and waiting to hear the answer, it’s only the shock and surprise of his face and names being on the demigod underwear of the day that Kaisel sports. A grateful smile is flashed toward Iskra with the comment about the drinks, agreeing silently, before he’s focusing on the mention of hump day. His nose wrinkles as he lets the information settle, at least until there’s something that reaches him out of place that he realizes not everyone knew about what happened. Sunjata had heard through the grapevine, of course, so he shoots Melita an almost cheshire smile that screams gossip. “Oh, that’s because Noah’s not a demigod anymore.”
he wins every time i find myself inside, alone all night
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.
