relive who i've been at my worst,
every single night, looking for a distraction
every single night, looking for a distraction
Mid Deepfrost gets tucked away into the confines of Sunjata’s memory that’s practically labeled DO NOT FORGET, so we’ll see just how well the Heartless manages to remember the birthday that’s very shortly coming up. And when Niki continues, Sunjata can’t help the bright laugh that escapes him with a raise of his brows, placating and surprised. “Furious, huh?” He asks, wondering if a black coffee and a happy birthday would be dull enough to not capture the necromancer’s wrath.
As Niki’s voice drops, Sunjata’s even more in tune with what leaves his lips, thanks to the hEARs that boost it just enough. “I’m glad it was a good fit.” He says softly, easily, as though that might make the gratitude easier seeing as he can tell it’s hard for Niki to wrap his words around it. He is glad, too, because all that he knows about the necromancer seemed to pinpoint right to that house.
“Yeah, I think I have too. Haven’t had any complaints so far.” He boasts playfully, reaching up to ruffle a hand through his hair and knocks it into the horns he’s forgotten were there. “Oof,” Sunjata mutters, huffing a laugh at himself as the horns melt away back into nothing and he can finally run his hand through his grey speckled hair before inspecting his hand.
As Niki’s voice drops, Sunjata’s even more in tune with what leaves his lips, thanks to the hEARs that boost it just enough. “I’m glad it was a good fit.” He says softly, easily, as though that might make the gratitude easier seeing as he can tell it’s hard for Niki to wrap his words around it. He is glad, too, because all that he knows about the necromancer seemed to pinpoint right to that house.
“Yeah, I think I have too. Haven’t had any complaints so far.” He boasts playfully, reaching up to ruffle a hand through his hair and knocks it into the horns he’s forgotten were there. “Oof,” Sunjata mutters, huffing a laugh at himself as the horns melt away back into nothing and he can finally run his hand through his grey speckled hair before inspecting his hand.
the flood
waiting for the sun to rise
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
