SUNJATA
the flood
'cause my life is like a bedroom door
don't lead me in when you feel low
don't lead me in when you feel low
“Ah, my favorite.” Sunjata laughs softly, lighting the cigarette and taking a drag off of it. Smoke curls around his nose and cheeks before he’s tilting his head slightly to hear that there’s someone he wants him to meet. Not once has Sunjata heard that from Jack, which obviously leads him to think it’s very important if the Captain is suggesting such a thing. Happy to follow, though, he cradles the glass of liquor in one hand and the cigarette between his fingers as he follows the abandoned, curious as can be.
Guided to a very beautiful red head, the familiarity in which Jack wraps his arm around her middle is noted, and he flashes her a lopsided smile of greeting only for the answer to come when Jack introduces the Ark to him. Now, it comes as such a surprise that he unfortunately lights up with it – a brief, there in a second lightning strike brightening each of his scars until it’s gone and he steps a little closer. “Wow, you are stunning.” He hums, his smile brightening as he extends his lightning scarred hand out to her for an official greeting, cigarette hanging briefly from his lips as his mind wraps around the idea of her – because he knows full well Jack will be able to see the suddenly there like the fucking SHIP?? that he keeps hidden behind his lips in the politeness. “It's nice to officially meet you.” Because her name wouldn’t be the Ark if she wasn’t the ship, obviously, and gods knew he had his own little history with the ship – flying alongside as a dragon or swimming along in the waves as the shark-bite scarred orca.
Sunjata is with Jack and the Ark!
Guided to a very beautiful red head, the familiarity in which Jack wraps his arm around her middle is noted, and he flashes her a lopsided smile of greeting only for the answer to come when Jack introduces the Ark to him. Now, it comes as such a surprise that he unfortunately lights up with it – a brief, there in a second lightning strike brightening each of his scars until it’s gone and he steps a little closer. “Wow, you are stunning.” He hums, his smile brightening as he extends his lightning scarred hand out to her for an official greeting, cigarette hanging briefly from his lips as his mind wraps around the idea of her – because he knows full well Jack will be able to see the suddenly there like the fucking SHIP?? that he keeps hidden behind his lips in the politeness. “It's nice to officially meet you.” Because her name wouldn’t be the Ark if she wasn’t the ship, obviously, and gods knew he had his own little history with the ship – flying alongside as a dragon or swimming along in the waves as the shark-bite scarred orca.
Sunjata is with Jack and the Ark!
'cause i might make a move
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.
