relive who i've been at my worst,
every single night, looking for a distraction
every single night, looking for a distraction
A low snicker slips past the Heartless’ lips to hear Niki’s chastisement, the hiss of his name scraping something deeply settled in his bones that hasn’t been touched in a long while. “Flowerbirth activities.” Sunjata shrugs, like that makes all the difference of the comfort in regards to Niki’s neighbors.
Ah, but then he’s talking about his scars, perking up a little with the mention of the sea panther, the amusement of the event finally finding a hold in him after the years since – even though in the moment it had been everything but funny. He shifts his feet a little, as if trying to regain the feeling that had disappeared with the memory before he continues. “Somehow. It’s where all my luck sits, I think.” Because he’s not lucky in any other instance, usually the reason for his scars. His luck waits until the very end when he might perish, only to make a final stand like the stretch runner in a horse race.
He regards Niki then a little more focused. “Well, you ready to go change the room to your heart's content?” He asks, flashing a crooked smile the necromancer’s way.
Ah, but then he’s talking about his scars, perking up a little with the mention of the sea panther, the amusement of the event finally finding a hold in him after the years since – even though in the moment it had been everything but funny. He shifts his feet a little, as if trying to regain the feeling that had disappeared with the memory before he continues. “Somehow. It’s where all my luck sits, I think.” Because he’s not lucky in any other instance, usually the reason for his scars. His luck waits until the very end when he might perish, only to make a final stand like the stretch runner in a horse race.
He regards Niki then a little more focused. “Well, you ready to go change the room to your heart's content?” He asks, flashing a crooked smile the necromancer’s way.
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.
