SuNjATA
the flood
He listens to Oliver’s explanations of his memories, nodding along despite not understanding what it’s like. Sure, he never really elaborated on his own memories in his time here, not until recently with Lusea’s return. It had been… too painful to recall, too frustrating to relive and think about. In Oliver’s case? It must be frustrating as well, but in a different way. “Hmm.” A quiet comment, unsure how to expand off of it. More might come to him as the days go on, but Sunjata doesn’t want to be too repetitive after all.
So instead, his head tilts toward Oliver as he mentions he has tattoos, a brow raised in surprise and a hum of laughter leaving his throat. “Gods, you want to remember the endless buzzing? That would be one I could forget.” A crooked smile crosses his face at that. For the tattoos he has, they are quite large and cover both shoulders and the sides of his neck. It had taken quite a bit of time to get them all done, and he’s sure he might have lost his mind with the constant drone of the tattoo needles as time went on.
In mock show, he shudders slightly as he recalls it.
But Oliver takes the furs and Sunjata nods in response to his thank you. The newly Attuned man isn’t going to freeze without those furs, and finds he’s still rather content in the layers he does wear. As he listens, though, he idly reaches up to rub at the scar on the side of his neck, snaking down from behind his ear, along his neck, to where it hides beneath the bundles of furs. “Everyone is kind of dealing with how this world works now. It’s been an adjustment from all parties involved, I’m sure.” He rumbles softly, thoughtfully, before he shakes his head. “But that being said, kindness goes a long ways here.” And while Sunjata hasn’t always been kind, he’s always benefited people that helped him in the long run.
He contemplates Oliver’s question for a few moments before deciding how to respond to it. “I haven’t, no. I came through a couple seasons ago. But with how serious everyone makes it seem, I’m not trying to take any of it lightly.” He shrugs, looking back over toward Oliver. “Do you know where you will be staying, yet?”
So instead, his head tilts toward Oliver as he mentions he has tattoos, a brow raised in surprise and a hum of laughter leaving his throat. “Gods, you want to remember the endless buzzing? That would be one I could forget.” A crooked smile crosses his face at that. For the tattoos he has, they are quite large and cover both shoulders and the sides of his neck. It had taken quite a bit of time to get them all done, and he’s sure he might have lost his mind with the constant drone of the tattoo needles as time went on.
In mock show, he shudders slightly as he recalls it.
But Oliver takes the furs and Sunjata nods in response to his thank you. The newly Attuned man isn’t going to freeze without those furs, and finds he’s still rather content in the layers he does wear. As he listens, though, he idly reaches up to rub at the scar on the side of his neck, snaking down from behind his ear, along his neck, to where it hides beneath the bundles of furs. “Everyone is kind of dealing with how this world works now. It’s been an adjustment from all parties involved, I’m sure.” He rumbles softly, thoughtfully, before he shakes his head. “But that being said, kindness goes a long ways here.” And while Sunjata hasn’t always been kind, he’s always benefited people that helped him in the long run.
He contemplates Oliver’s question for a few moments before deciding how to respond to it. “I haven’t, no. I came through a couple seasons ago. But with how serious everyone makes it seem, I’m not trying to take any of it lightly.” He shrugs, looking back over toward Oliver. “Do you know where you will be staying, yet?”
a little rebellion
now and then
is a good thing
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.
