SUNJATA
the flood
Remi’s response surprisingly manages to get a bark of a laugh to leave Sunjata, peering down at the Lullaby with a bit of amusement that breaks through the illness and exhaustion. It weighs on him like a blanket, but he tries to pick Remi up regardless. “Yeah well, never stopped me.” He offers with an amused grin, full of fangs. But he recovers a bit and Remi’s arm is slung around his neck, and Sunjata’s lifting the other man out of the sand a bit shakily. “You absolutely are.” He agrees, the fact Remi was stronger than him was pure truth.
“Safrin gave them to me I think.” He comments about the tattoos, the swirling galaxies on arms that now have managed to lift the governor into his arms and he gets to his feet – swaying a bit in the sand before peering into the endless sandy ocean for the lighthouse to direct him.
He peers back down at Remi, nostrils flaring slightly as he takes a deep inhale, horns spiraling from his head to curl around his crown. “Mm yeah, deal, you’re on.” Sunjata half mumbles, taking a few steps toward the lighthouse in the distance before he has to pause again.
“Safrin gave them to me I think.” He comments about the tattoos, the swirling galaxies on arms that now have managed to lift the governor into his arms and he gets to his feet – swaying a bit in the sand before peering into the endless sandy ocean for the lighthouse to direct him.
He peers back down at Remi, nostrils flaring slightly as he takes a deep inhale, horns spiraling from his head to curl around his crown. “Mm yeah, deal, you’re on.” Sunjata half mumbles, taking a few steps toward the lighthouse in the distance before he has to pause again.
hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
makes one hell of a collaboration
makes one hell of a collaboration
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.
