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
“You’ll see.” Sunjata hums in a little singsong voice, shooting him a grin despite the apology that he shakes his head to. He gets it – he wouldn’t have expected anything else if he’s being honest. But for now, the Heartless is happy to trail the necromancer right to the living room. “It’s okay. I can open the curtains if you want. I’m also okay with sitting in the dark, honestly.” He can make it work either way, though the light would help with the gifts he’s got in his bag.
He reaches the coffee table and sets Niki’s coffee down before he has a chance to spill it, setting his down beside it and the bag of holding where it slumps to its side. A snort leaves him at the mention of the unicorns, though, because it had been grueling and tiring, but just as Niki says, they managed it. “I hope the ride wasn’t too bad. I don’t usually pull carts as a Pegasus, I forget to account for the wings sometimes.” He winces a little, before stepping over to the curtains to help Niki open them, assuming that's what the other man wants. "Your directions helped a ton." Beyond the curtains as the light starts to filter in, the dull echo of follow me! calls from outside as well as another makeshift herd – a pack of speaking squirrels that dart by Niki’s window.
He reaches the coffee table and sets Niki’s coffee down before he has a chance to spill it, setting his down beside it and the bag of holding where it slumps to its side. A snort leaves him at the mention of the unicorns, though, because it had been grueling and tiring, but just as Niki says, they managed it. “I hope the ride wasn’t too bad. I don’t usually pull carts as a Pegasus, I forget to account for the wings sometimes.” He winces a little, before stepping over to the curtains to help Niki open them, assuming that's what the other man wants. "Your directions helped a ton." Beyond the curtains as the light starts to filter in, the dull echo of follow me! calls from outside as well as another makeshift herd – a pack of speaking squirrels that dart by Niki’s window.
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.
