SUNJATA
the flood
snow glistens on the ledge, whiskey on the bed
shake it out and light a cigarette
shake it out and light a cigarette
“A bit of everything, it seemed like.” Sunjata murmurs, distracted, not wanting to spill anything about the Ark lest she was a secret. And given Jack was pretty vague to begin with, he figures he hasn’t quite gotten a grasp on what the whole party was about either. “Jack’s mood’s better this year, so that prolly helped.” He seems to mutter, before shaking it out and giving Niki his attention again.
He’s glad too, honestly. He tries to think back to the last time that he’d had fun like this, to be so loose and open and warm and he comes up empty, jumbled among the mixtures of memories of years prior that he’s not quite sure where they fall in the timeline (thanks to how many times he’d nearly died). But he laughs to hear Niki’s comment on hangovers, and its with a shining cheshire grin that he shoots at the necromancer that he answers. “No hangover. Frey said “s’its just the fun parts.”” He nearly boasts, before remembering himself. “Was that the first time y’drank that much?” He asks, slurring a touch more now before he fights the sleeves and finally gets them off when Niki rises and gestures to his room.
“I can grab them. Or help. I’m imposing enough as is, I’m sure.” He admits with a softer apologetic slant to his smile, shoving the sweater to the side to stand.
He’s glad too, honestly. He tries to think back to the last time that he’d had fun like this, to be so loose and open and warm and he comes up empty, jumbled among the mixtures of memories of years prior that he’s not quite sure where they fall in the timeline (thanks to how many times he’d nearly died). But he laughs to hear Niki’s comment on hangovers, and its with a shining cheshire grin that he shoots at the necromancer that he answers. “No hangover. Frey said “s’its just the fun parts.”” He nearly boasts, before remembering himself. “Was that the first time y’drank that much?” He asks, slurring a touch more now before he fights the sleeves and finally gets them off when Niki rises and gestures to his room.
“I can grab them. Or help. I’m imposing enough as is, I’m sure.” He admits with a softer apologetic slant to his smile, shoving the sweater to the side to stand.
miss me when you, you wish you weren't right
shake me all out if i'm wrong, for you, for you
shake me all out if i'm wrong, for you, for you
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.
