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
As Niki rushes toward the sound, the blurted question captures Sunjata’s attention as he squints over at the necromancer, trying to shake the sleep from his mind and voice. He only manages to get it from his mind, his voice still rough with sleep and his thicker accent when he shoots the other man a smile as he rushes over to retrieve the blankets and pillows. “Wha- Don’t apologize. You didn’t wake me up.” He tries to reassure him.
Shifting a little to finally stand, he stretches out with his hands above his head, a bone in his lower back pops with a dull sound. “I’m pretty sure the floor did when I somehow decided to roll over. That couch is very nice.” Nice enough that he’d mistake it for a bed in his sleep, as it turns out. “Did you make coffee?” He asks, arms dropping as he starts to help with the blankets, scenting the coffee in the air.
Shifting a little to finally stand, he stretches out with his hands above his head, a bone in his lower back pops with a dull sound. “I’m pretty sure the floor did when I somehow decided to roll over. That couch is very nice.” Nice enough that he’d mistake it for a bed in his sleep, as it turns out. “Did you make coffee?” He asks, arms dropping as he starts to help with the blankets, scenting the coffee in the air.
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.
