He doesn’t know that he’s just sending Jack this internal spiral – he knows he hasn’t sent any of it down the attuned bond, but the rest of it is just for his own personal torment so it seems. It goes around and around until he eventually shuts it down, shaking his head, taking a deep breath, beginning to walk away and hope he can forget that he’d even glimpsed the silhouette of his father.
The walk back across the beach relieves some of the tension in his shoulders, though his steel gaze scans the paths and alleys along the coast anyway. His gaze flickers back toward Jack, that similar stream of surprise finding its way into him, burrowing that sort of strange kinship that Sunjata isn’t sure how he can pay back, if not for turning the other cheek when it comes to Jack’s business, something about the status quo after all.
He swallows hard, moving closer to Haulani with Jack alongside him. “[say]That’d be great.[/say]” his tone is exhausted, but he means every second of it all the same. “[say]Nobody aside from me and Nate.[/say]” It’s an honest answer – at least Nate didn’t sleep, could be awake for any surprises that may show up.
He glances at Jack again, now that his nerves are settled despite still feeling quite rattled. “[say]You want a drink at the Hanged Man? I'll buy.[/say]” He asks, already turning on his heel to readjust his course there.
The walk back across the beach relieves some of the tension in his shoulders, though his steel gaze scans the paths and alleys along the coast anyway. His gaze flickers back toward Jack, that similar stream of surprise finding its way into him, burrowing that sort of strange kinship that Sunjata isn’t sure how he can pay back, if not for turning the other cheek when it comes to Jack’s business, something about the status quo after all.
He swallows hard, moving closer to Haulani with Jack alongside him. “[say]That’d be great.[/say]” his tone is exhausted, but he means every second of it all the same. “[say]Nobody aside from me and Nate.[/say]” It’s an honest answer – at least Nate didn’t sleep, could be awake for any surprises that may show up.
He glances at Jack again, now that his nerves are settled despite still feeling quite rattled. “[say]You want a drink at the Hanged Man? I'll buy.[/say]” He asks, already turning on his heel to readjust his course there.
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.
