// i'm not so good with tenses //
As if the dawning realization hits him when he mentions the quest that Melita would be imagining a different quest, his steel gaze snaps to her with a slight wince and an apologetic gleam in his gaze. “It’s uh, not for my heart.” He reaches up to rub at the side of his head, ignoring the bells for the time being. “I did talk to them about it, though. We decided to give it a little bit before doing it, so, instead I’ve got a quest to get new magic to help people and myself feel inebriation better.” Here he is again, fucking up his words. But he thinks she’ll understand the gist with how much he’d complained about not feeling anything despite how much he drinks and whatever else he might try.
The next kiosk comes up, though, and Sunjata focuses on the treats within it – flashing an easy smile to the merchant as he picks out a cake pop and points toward another one in the shape of a bee with a raise of his brow, willing to get it for her if she wanted it (it seemed too fitting to not get it), after all. “She did. She also had a pretty bad trip, so.. We were able to talk it out.” He finally answers, taking the cake pop he’d picked out and turns toward Melita with a softer twitch of a smile to his face.
The next kiosk comes up, though, and Sunjata focuses on the treats within it – flashing an easy smile to the merchant as he picks out a cake pop and points toward another one in the shape of a bee with a raise of his brow, willing to get it for her if she wanted it (it seemed too fitting to not get it), after all. “She did. She also had a pretty bad trip, so.. We were able to talk it out.” He finally answers, taking the cake pop he’d picked out and turns toward Melita with a softer twitch of a smile to his face.
the Heartless
// i'm tensin' up thinkin' about what i'm supposed to call you now //
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.
