SUNJATA
“Halo-Weaver.” Sunjata comments easily with a shrug. “She runs my Halo extension.” As if that explained why she’d shown up, aside from being a pretty good friend. That and how much Sunjata fucking hated Halo…
But he sips from the glass, ignoring the dulling sensation to his stomach as he focuses on Remi’s explanation. “The beginning is always so dull.” He comments a bit quietly, having been in the thick of it all near the end of his time in Korofi. But he toasts to Remi now with a light hum of a laugh. “I’ll be sure to pass the word along.” Loren already knew how much Remi didn’t want to be around him. Certainly the summoner could understand that.
But then he reaches to pour a bit more into his glass, setting the bottle between him and Remi. “So how are you feeling now?” Had the strikes, conversation, and conclusions alleviated some of the pent up anger?
But he sips from the glass, ignoring the dulling sensation to his stomach as he focuses on Remi’s explanation. “The beginning is always so dull.” He comments a bit quietly, having been in the thick of it all near the end of his time in Korofi. But he toasts to Remi now with a light hum of a laugh. “I’ll be sure to pass the word along.” Loren already knew how much Remi didn’t want to be around him. Certainly the summoner could understand that.
But then he reaches to pour a bit more into his glass, setting the bottle between him and Remi. “So how are you feeling now?” Had the strikes, conversation, and conclusions alleviated some of the pent up anger?
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.
