relive who i've been at my worst,
every single night, looking for a distraction
every single night, looking for a distraction
There’s a lot of confidence there that Sunjata most definitely doesn’t want to tempt. If anything, he’s half assuming that Niki’s correct in the temper he has, and with the cane in addition, he’s far less likely to tempt fate in that aspect. “I can only imagine.” The Heartless replies, sparking a chuckle to trial at the end of the sentence.
To hear that Niki would be worried about being homesick is something Sunjata can understand. He often was homesick, specifically for a place he could never return to. It’s why he liked the rooms here so much, why when given the options of what he could make it stand out as, that he chose that particular ability. “The rooms can help with that, too, if that ever does happen.” He offers easily.
It’s precisely before he’s making a fool of himself, but figuring it’s worth it to hear that boyish laugh leave Niki’s lips and the playful delight in his gaze. He only witnesses it for a few moments as he inspects his hand, rolling his eyes playfully as he extends out the hand for Niki to see for himself. “All attached.” He confirms before he sighs dramatically. “And in my defense, usually I use my other horned shift and they’re not as big.” He drawls, partially shifting into the Nyala horns for emphasis. They spiral, too, but outward and upward, far less likely to get knocked into. They start as a dark hue around the crown of his head up until the very tip which shifts abruptly to a golden hue.
To hear that Niki would be worried about being homesick is something Sunjata can understand. He often was homesick, specifically for a place he could never return to. It’s why he liked the rooms here so much, why when given the options of what he could make it stand out as, that he chose that particular ability. “The rooms can help with that, too, if that ever does happen.” He offers easily.
It’s precisely before he’s making a fool of himself, but figuring it’s worth it to hear that boyish laugh leave Niki’s lips and the playful delight in his gaze. He only witnesses it for a few moments as he inspects his hand, rolling his eyes playfully as he extends out the hand for Niki to see for himself. “All attached.” He confirms before he sighs dramatically. “And in my defense, usually I use my other horned shift and they’re not as big.” He drawls, partially shifting into the Nyala horns for emphasis. They spiral, too, but outward and upward, far less likely to get knocked into. They start as a dark hue around the crown of his head up until the very tip which shifts abruptly to a golden hue.
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.
