promise me you won't die
having never skinny-dipped
We’ll see. Sunjata agrees somewhat wryly, before he’s slipping through the water a bit more, stretching out the tail that had only moments ago been throbbing with pain, now nearly as good as it was before – still speckled with the shark bites from when he’d saved Maea. But his attention is brought back on the shark when the question hits and Sunjata’s realized he’s mentioned names, internally chastising himself for it, wondering how to explain who Nate was that wouldn’t draw up those previous arguments they’d had up by the lighthouse. He’s not a Torchliner. Sunjata begins, a deep accented rumble sent toward the bard. He’s from the Grounds, an Outlander. The Ascended doctor. He offers, internally wincing as he awaits some form of judgement from it.
But he exhales his tension anyway, questioning the idea of books, and Sunjata takes a moment to think on it. Mm, well. Back in Korofi I was a fan of more fantasy related things. But seeing as this place is basically exactly that, I’ve leaned a bit more toward nonfiction. He hums through the bond, dipping a bit lower than the shark now as he goes to inspect a few of the fish that have appeared down below – their shapes darting out of his way.
But he exhales his tension anyway, questioning the idea of books, and Sunjata takes a moment to think on it. Mm, well. Back in Korofi I was a fan of more fantasy related things. But seeing as this place is basically exactly that, I’ve leaned a bit more toward nonfiction. He hums through the bond, dipping a bit lower than the shark now as he goes to inspect a few of the fish that have appeared down below – their shapes darting out of his way.
in the moonlight
SuNJATA
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.
