SUNJATA
There’s a snort to Remi’s compliment – unsure how to take it. But the grin that he gives back to Remi, bypassing the intensity of the previous conversation, is somewhat fanged and playful all the same. But there’s a dip of his head, a silence that begins to take over as he looks to Remi – remembering around this time last year he hadn’t even known the Alchemist, too caught up with Phoebe and Lusea and the drama surrounding all of that.
But Remi brings up the jail, and Sunjata’s grin shifts to something like a slight smirk. “A prison.” He begins, stretching out his legs now as the soreness begins to set in. “We’d have to find a place to put it. And of course, the rules for sticking people in it.” A small tilt of his head to that. “Any thoughts on the matter?” Where would be better suited for housing the criminals, what kind of justice Remi wants to bring down.
But Remi brings up the jail, and Sunjata’s grin shifts to something like a slight smirk. “A prison.” He begins, stretching out his legs now as the soreness begins to set in. “We’d have to find a place to put it. And of course, the rules for sticking people in it.” A small tilt of his head to that. “Any thoughts on the matter?” Where would be better suited for housing the criminals, what kind of justice Remi wants to bring down.
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.
