SuNjATA
the flood
Busted is right, though Sunjata doesn’t notice it as he helps Deimos. As soon as the space is up, and Hotaru gives her approving nod and dazzling smile, Jigano appears with the shirt that Sunjata had imagined to be a simple lost cause. After, arms fold across his chest as he leans back against a countertop, steel eyes lingering on hers with a just nod of an answer. It was a success, and now he knew where he could find her at least on a more regular basis.
Win-win.
As she thanks them, he remains quiet and thoughtful as Jigano expresses his wishes, and Deimos chooses nothing before finishing tidying up and departing. And Sunjata gives Hotaru the best roguish smirk he can before he pushes off the countertop toward her. “It’s hard to find clothes that fit such a long torso as mine, so anything you can manage would be perfect.” He offers before a tilt to his head. “Pick a date for some measurements and let me know.” He offers with a wink before reaching for his shirt and the other things he’d come with, before departing after perhaps a small amount more small talk.
Win-win.
As she thanks them, he remains quiet and thoughtful as Jigano expresses his wishes, and Deimos chooses nothing before finishing tidying up and departing. And Sunjata gives Hotaru the best roguish smirk he can before he pushes off the countertop toward her. “It’s hard to find clothes that fit such a long torso as mine, so anything you can manage would be perfect.” He offers before a tilt to his head. “Pick a date for some measurements and let me know.” He offers with a wink before reaching for his shirt and the other things he’d come with, before departing after perhaps a small amount more small talk.
would you run away with me?
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.
