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
A soft laugh leaves him at Niki’s wry remark, but it isn’t until the heating pads are revealed and handed over that the Heartless waits for the response. The necromancer’s brows lift and Sunjata, for a moment, wonders if he has to defend the choice he’s made like he isn’t happy to try and alleviate any of the pain Niki’s dealing with precisely because Sunjata had asked.
But they’re taken and placed, and amusement gleams in the steel of his eyes to hear the term flowers, though he had not brought chocolate. Two out of three should be a good start, though, he thinks. “They work well. I’ve got one on my back right now.” He explains, though it’s hard to show the abandoned where it sits directly between his shoulder blades.
“Eh, I’m not done yet.” He hums in an almost melody, reaching back into the bag to produce the flower crown he’d made with Melita. The crown itself is made up of a variety of flowers – braided into a gradient that goes from white to grey to black, with the only pop of color being the green stems. “You mentioned flowers?”
But they’re taken and placed, and amusement gleams in the steel of his eyes to hear the term flowers, though he had not brought chocolate. Two out of three should be a good start, though, he thinks. “They work well. I’ve got one on my back right now.” He explains, though it’s hard to show the abandoned where it sits directly between his shoulder blades.
“Eh, I’m not done yet.” He hums in an almost melody, reaching back into the bag to produce the flower crown he’d made with Melita. The crown itself is made up of a variety of flowers – braided into a gradient that goes from white to grey to black, with the only pop of color being the green stems. “You mentioned flowers?”
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.
