SUNJATA
the flood
dreams where you're murdered
boy i know you heard it all before
boy i know you heard it all before
A nod is given to Loren at the comment of honest work — having done a fair share of both honest and dishonest work in the end. But he focuses on explaining how his life is going, as awkward as can be when he’s trying not to doom it. There’s another nod given to the summoner as he comments that he’s glad things are well. Sunjata is too. Incredibly so. On the subject of how Torchline is treating him, he hums a light chuckle. “Good. Helping save the town does wonders for one's image. That and the boxing ring is popular with people wanting to learn to defend themselves.” He explains, a gloved hand waving in front of him.
He inclines his head toward Loren as he speaks though, a contemplative look crossing his face with the information. “I’m sorry Loren.” He rumbles softly, reaching out to give the summoners shoulder a squeeze. “I’m sure you’ll find someone who wants what you want.” He offers with a small half smile given to him.
He inclines his head toward Loren as he speaks though, a contemplative look crossing his face with the information. “I’m sorry Loren.” He rumbles softly, reaching out to give the summoners shoulder a squeeze. “I’m sure you’ll find someone who wants what you want.” He offers with a small half smile given to him.
you shut your eyes to pain
boy then just lock the fuckin' door
boy then just lock the fuckin' door
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.
