// 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 //
Nodding to confirm Melita’s answer, Sunjata shrugs a shoulder lightly. “I wasn’t around much for that part. And it wasn’t really a conversation we talked about.” He admits, though he isn’t put off by that fact. He didn’t tell her about the time he’d ruled the Grounds before the war – when he’d taken over for Isla for the time before he had to venture off to build the Refuge that had saved so many.
Hearing Iskra ask him if he was trying to curry Noah’s favor at all sparks a deep laugh – one he hadn’t expected at all to erupt from his throat. “Gods no. I don’t really care.” He’d only care if maybe he was confronted by Noah, though something tells me it isn’t very likely to happen anyway.
“I think it’s a lot of just having Hotaru’s side of things. And while that’s fine, the time before we got together we were…. Very harsh about each other.” He winces before he downs another sip of the liquor, before setting the glass down and focusing on digging into a ramphire steak. “So yeah, I think a lot stems from that.”
Hearing Iskra ask him if he was trying to curry Noah’s favor at all sparks a deep laugh – one he hadn’t expected at all to erupt from his throat. “Gods no. I don’t really care.” He’d only care if maybe he was confronted by Noah, though something tells me it isn’t very likely to happen anyway.
“I think it’s a lot of just having Hotaru’s side of things. And while that’s fine, the time before we got together we were…. Very harsh about each other.” He winces before he downs another sip of the liquor, before setting the glass down and focusing on digging into a ramphire steak. “So yeah, I think a lot stems from that.”
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.
