SUNJATA
the heartless
i'm suffocating the clock to keep you
i think like a saint, but swing like a thief
i think like a saint, but swing like a thief
It takes longer than he expects for the answer to come, but Sunjata finds he’d probably sit out here all day if that’s what it took just to make sure he hadn’t inadvertently murdered the necromancer by asking for his help. Thankfully, it isn’t all day, and when Niki answers – looking ruffled and like he’s just woke up from a nap, Sunjata’s smile is immediately lopsided as it blooms on his face. “Coffee, among other things.” He shrugs a tattooed shoulder – one slightly seen by the dark grey short sleeve shirt worn.
He steps in when Niki steps aside and waits to follow him presumably to the living room. “I just wanted to see how you were doing after the big trip. And to show my thanks.” He murmurs, raising the coffee as if that was the only gift he brings. Little does Niki know the few things that hide in the bag of holding, its leather soft looking where it hangs and appears relatively small from his elbow. “Sooo, how are you?” He asks with a soft laugh, assuming he can guess the answer.
He steps in when Niki steps aside and waits to follow him presumably to the living room. “I just wanted to see how you were doing after the big trip. And to show my thanks.” He murmurs, raising the coffee as if that was the only gift he brings. Little does Niki know the few things that hide in the bag of holding, its leather soft looking where it hangs and appears relatively small from his elbow. “Sooo, how are you?” He asks with a soft laugh, assuming he can guess the answer.
and inadvertently leading you
to believe i'm your prince
to believe i'm your prince
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.
