SUNJATA
“Doesn’t seem like it.” He replies easily, arms folding along his chest as he comments on Remi’s appearance, listening quietly. A deep nod granted to the therapeutic addition, how Sunjata had dealt with many of his problems in the past this way. So he slips away from the ring, ducking under the rope to grab two glasses and some alcohol — because it always loosened things up, tongues, bones, numbness to pain. “Alright, we can do that.” He agrees, having his own frustrations from the meeting with Jigano, the implications surrounding all of that.
“My way is usually getting a bit drunk and letting loose on a punching bag or opponent.” A wry smile as he hands the glass to Remi, tips his own back all the way to discard the glass and prep himself. “You can talk about it or keep it hidden, but sometimes talking helps.” It was up to Remi how much he wanted to share. But, he doesn’t bother with wrapping his hands, focusing on Remi instead with somewhat tired steel eyes. “I’ll make an exception for shifts and partial shifts for you today if you think it’ll help.” He eyes the claws, a raised brow, before taking a stance to let Remi start however he wished.
Subconsciously, he wonders how soon he’ll have to seek Nate out today.
“My way is usually getting a bit drunk and letting loose on a punching bag or opponent.” A wry smile as he hands the glass to Remi, tips his own back all the way to discard the glass and prep himself. “You can talk about it or keep it hidden, but sometimes talking helps.” It was up to Remi how much he wanted to share. But, he doesn’t bother with wrapping his hands, focusing on Remi instead with somewhat tired steel eyes. “I’ll make an exception for shifts and partial shifts for you today if you think it’ll help.” He eyes the claws, a raised brow, before taking a stance to let Remi start however he wished.
Subconsciously, he wonders how soon he’ll have to seek Nate out today.
we were young, dumb, taking our chance and making romance and breaking our promises
trying to be and failing miserably, but am i too late or hearts to your spades?
trying to be and failing miserably, but am i too late or hearts to your spades?
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.
