i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
Honestly, Sunjata’s glad to have had it. Without so much exhaustion tugging at his bones, the Heartless finds it easy to rub the sleep from his eyes and piece himself back together where he might be able to take on the continuing party of LongNight. So far, it’s been a success, and he’s sure that even in his absence it’s been continuing on as though he were still right in the middle of it.
“Yeah, that sounds right.” Sunjata says, shooting Niki an amused and crooked grin before he laughs lightly. “Let me guess, you like yours plain.” Or not at all, as he’ll probably find out one day. But for now, he’s content imagining a sad cup of cocoa with not even a marshmallow in it to cheer it up a little.
As Niki stands, Sunjata does too and stretches out his arms and loosens his shoulders, readjusting whatever’s left of his clothes he hadn’t gotten to yet as he asks his question, and while he drifts over toward the coat rack to snag Niki’s for him, he grabs his to slip on in the process as he listens, blessedly content to be facing away from Niki to hear the answer so it hides the relieved smile that threatens to bloom across his face. “I’d like that.” He murmurs, handing Niki his coat.
And with the plans made and in order, he’ll take the lead to the door to open it for Niki and let him out first, stepping out after and closing the door behind them so it can be locked before they venture out further to the rest of the shops and events. And for the first time in a long while, Sunjata actually finds himself unabashedly happy.
- FIN
“Yeah, that sounds right.” Sunjata says, shooting Niki an amused and crooked grin before he laughs lightly. “Let me guess, you like yours plain.” Or not at all, as he’ll probably find out one day. But for now, he’s content imagining a sad cup of cocoa with not even a marshmallow in it to cheer it up a little.
As Niki stands, Sunjata does too and stretches out his arms and loosens his shoulders, readjusting whatever’s left of his clothes he hadn’t gotten to yet as he asks his question, and while he drifts over toward the coat rack to snag Niki’s for him, he grabs his to slip on in the process as he listens, blessedly content to be facing away from Niki to hear the answer so it hides the relieved smile that threatens to bloom across his face. “I’d like that.” He murmurs, handing Niki his coat.
And with the plans made and in order, he’ll take the lead to the door to open it for Niki and let him out first, stepping out after and closing the door behind them so it can be locked before they venture out further to the rest of the shops and events. And for the first time in a long while, Sunjata actually finds himself unabashedly happy.
- FIN
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.
