SUNJATA
the flood
you killed a man there, and i cried
but the rain masked the hurt behind your face
but the rain masked the hurt behind your face
“Worried? Gods no. Consider it a perk.” He can’t help the slight smirk that blooms on his face when it leaves him. And as he watches Niki sip from his cup of coffee and hear the answer of the Barrows Keeper, his smile twists a bit more warm. “I’m sure you would.” He agrees softly, hoping that it’s only yet another boon for Niki to find a home here, not that he’s trying to get attached, but his face is a welcome relief amongst his usual day to day bullshit.
Still, it doesn’t seem to deter him as the deflation occurs, Sunjata’s smile is still hidden behind his cup as he goes to take a sip of it. He swallows it down and lowers the cup as the not-really-a-jest continues. “New Haven is pretty new. I’m sure you’ve seen some of the empty buildings around here.” He nods toward the window for the rest of the courtyard and the buildings beyond it, even if they were hidden halfway by the intense downpour.
“And honestly? I’m more than happy to help renovate something for someone to be more comfortable here. It’s kinda my job, isn’t it?” It’s why he’s making that lazy river. It’s why Colt’s argument had hurt so much. And it’s that memory that has him taking another sip from his coffee and hides the way his smile twitches toward a frown again.
Still, it doesn’t seem to deter him as the deflation occurs, Sunjata’s smile is still hidden behind his cup as he goes to take a sip of it. He swallows it down and lowers the cup as the not-really-a-jest continues. “New Haven is pretty new. I’m sure you’ve seen some of the empty buildings around here.” He nods toward the window for the rest of the courtyard and the buildings beyond it, even if they were hidden halfway by the intense downpour.
“And honestly? I’m more than happy to help renovate something for someone to be more comfortable here. It’s kinda my job, isn’t it?” It’s why he’s making that lazy river. It’s why Colt’s argument had hurt so much. And it’s that memory that has him taking another sip from his coffee and hides the way his smile twitches toward a frown again.
by the way, dear, we're alive
and it hurts 'cause we survived it
and it hurts 'cause we survived it
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.
