i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
It is a relief to know that it couldn’t have been as long as it seemed, with how dark the room had become. And as Sunjata sits up and starts to settle, the weight between his shoulder blades of the necromancer’s hand is a nice and comforting touch. “Mm, same.” He says with a soft huff, lips quirking slightly in that boyish and lopsided smile as he looks back over at Niki and continues to try and get the sleep out of his mind.
As for how he slept? “Really well, actually.” He murmurs, in case Niki had thought he hadn’t or was worried he might have slept weird. In fact, he looks somehow more rested than even the time he’d managed to get good sleep on Niki’s couch previously.
“That would be nice. They’ve got this, uh.. Peppermint bark one this year.” He says a little distractedly, sitting up a little more fully and stretching his arms over his head to stretch out, his lower back making a muffled crack! of a sound but Sunjata seems to sag with some relief from it as he straightens out his clothes to make himself presentable. “Got any plans after?” He asks, a touch leadingly, like he hopes Niki doesn’t have a lot on his docket after they go back out and that he might be able to spend more time with him in the homey comfort of the necromancer’s home.
As for how he slept? “Really well, actually.” He murmurs, in case Niki had thought he hadn’t or was worried he might have slept weird. In fact, he looks somehow more rested than even the time he’d managed to get good sleep on Niki’s couch previously.
“That would be nice. They’ve got this, uh.. Peppermint bark one this year.” He says a little distractedly, sitting up a little more fully and stretching his arms over his head to stretch out, his lower back making a muffled crack! of a sound but Sunjata seems to sag with some relief from it as he straightens out his clothes to make himself presentable. “Got any plans after?” He asks, a touch leadingly, like he hopes Niki doesn’t have a lot on his docket after they go back out and that he might be able to spend more time with him in the homey comfort of the necromancer’s home.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
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.
