relive who i've been at my worst,
every single night, looking for a distraction
every single night, looking for a distraction
A touch surprised to see the offer of food – he knows the Caretaker well enough by now to see it more as an honor he’s willing to share it, regardless of whether or not Sunjata’s hungry. So the Archon takes it, his smile easy as he dips his head a little in quiet thanks. Nibbling at it, he hadn’t quite realized how hungry he actually was, reminded that flying from the House of Midnight to New Haven wasn’t a short, not taxing trip.
“Wish it was up to me, though all I can do is make it rain.” His nose scrunches a little with the thought, because as he takes in the frosty surroundings, rain seemed like the very last thing the region needed. And knowing his luck, it was likely to just freeze and make everyone’s day worse. So he keeps his water magic tucked neatly away, alongside his shifts for the time being, looking back to the Caretaker when the question comes.
Surprise paints his face for a moment, a flicker of light flashing through his scars on display in a quiet rapid reaction of his passive magic. For a second, he tries to think if there’s something that had happened that he may have missed. But it’s there and gone in an instant and the smile returns to his face. “Yeah, everything’s fine, Kip. At least on my end.” He hopes it’s reassuring, shooting the man a warmer smile. “Just saw you as I was passing by and wanted to see how things were.” So it was social more than anything. Hopefully that’s a relief for the Caretaker.
“Wish it was up to me, though all I can do is make it rain.” His nose scrunches a little with the thought, because as he takes in the frosty surroundings, rain seemed like the very last thing the region needed. And knowing his luck, it was likely to just freeze and make everyone’s day worse. So he keeps his water magic tucked neatly away, alongside his shifts for the time being, looking back to the Caretaker when the question comes.
Surprise paints his face for a moment, a flicker of light flashing through his scars on display in a quiet rapid reaction of his passive magic. For a second, he tries to think if there’s something that had happened that he may have missed. But it’s there and gone in an instant and the smile returns to his face. “Yeah, everything’s fine, Kip. At least on my end.” He hopes it’s reassuring, shooting the man a warmer smile. “Just saw you as I was passing by and wanted to see how things were.” So it was social more than anything. Hopefully that’s a relief for the Caretaker.
the heartless
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.
