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 flight of liquor.” Sunjata says swiftly, snorting softly. “It’s like.. a bunch of smaller drinks so you can try them without having to get full glasses of everything.” He explains – something that he thinks might be more up Niki’s alley. He watches as the necromancer snags a couple of plates to set on the counter while the pancakes continue to cook away in the pan and he nods, lips quirking into a slight smirk as he speaks. “Based off your coffee preferences, I figured you’d probably like the less sweet stuff. Besides, hangovers are worse the sweeter the drink.” He shivers a little with the thought, shaking his head.
But, the plate with the pancake is ready for him to try and he snags it before fumbling around in the drawers to find a fork – finally finding one after the first one he’d opened unsuccessfully. But he leans back against the counter and cuts a little triangle of the pancake before popping it into his mouth, humming contently at the taste. Perfectly sweet, but not too sweet or too dry. “Mm, it’s reeeaaaally good.” He admits, sighing happily.
But, the plate with the pancake is ready for him to try and he snags it before fumbling around in the drawers to find a fork – finally finding one after the first one he’d opened unsuccessfully. But he leans back against the counter and cuts a little triangle of the pancake before popping it into his mouth, humming contently at the taste. Perfectly sweet, but not too sweet or too dry. “Mm, it’s reeeaaaally good.” He admits, sighing happily.
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.
