// i'm not so good with tenses //
He watches with a quiet and yet very clear attention to the mugs and items that move of their own accord – the telekinesis something that he’d always been quietly awed by. Each one of his magics were solely based on something somewhat tangible – even his grappling magic was visible. But as Niki mentions not having hazelnut syrup, Sunjata huffs a soft but warm laugh. “I’ll survive without it, I’m pretty sure.” Though it was kind of him to remember that.
Once the coffee is sat down on the counter, he pushes off the edge where he’d been leaning against, reaching for the cup to cradle it and warm his hands. “Oof. She’s the one making the sky scream?” He asks, squinting over the mug of coffee back toward Niki – trying to lighten the mood from the whole reason he was there in the first place. “Good to know.” He admits, though a part of him wonders if the sheer drama of the ordeal wasn’t enough. "If that's the case then I'll be back to bug you again."
Once the coffee is sat down on the counter, he pushes off the edge where he’d been leaning against, reaching for the cup to cradle it and warm his hands. “Oof. She’s the one making the sky scream?” He asks, squinting over the mug of coffee back toward Niki – trying to lighten the mood from the whole reason he was there in the first place. “Good to know.” He admits, though a part of him wonders if the sheer drama of the ordeal wasn’t enough. "If that's the case then I'll be back to bug you again."
the Heartless
// i'm tensin' up thinkin' about what i'm supposed to call you now //
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.
