and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
A slight dip of his head is given in agreement to being here awhile. Not… so long, but enough to know his way around the grounds at least. “Not quite a year, but close.” He offers, having arrived last LongHeat and gods he can’t wait for the long days, the scorching sun, the tan to return to his skin and his freckles to reappear. Perhaps a swim, too, tossed into the mix. But the comment of Safrin captures his attention as he slides the drink over to her. “I met Frey first. Then went back to the shrine a few seasons later and asked to become attuned. Safrin changed me.” He rumbles lightly with a small shrug, slate eyes lingering on her as she tries the drink.
And judging by the few drinks she’s already taken of it, he assumes he’s done well enough. At her comment of being an Outlander, Sunjata hums a deep rumble of a chuckle at that. “You and me both.” Outlanders, from other worlds, falling through portals and somehow appearing here of all places.
She suggests taking the drink to Halo and he nods his head to it but doesn’t take her up on it. “It’s called an Old Fashioned.” He offers with a quirk to his lip, a small smirk before it fades. “But I’m afraid I’m avoiding Halo as much as possible.” A surprisingly honest answer as he shrugs and grabs the glasses he’d used to mix her drink, setting them beneath the bar to be cleaned later.
And judging by the few drinks she’s already taken of it, he assumes he’s done well enough. At her comment of being an Outlander, Sunjata hums a deep rumble of a chuckle at that. “You and me both.” Outlanders, from other worlds, falling through portals and somehow appearing here of all places.
She suggests taking the drink to Halo and he nods his head to it but doesn’t take her up on it. “It’s called an Old Fashioned.” He offers with a quirk to his lip, a small smirk before it fades. “But I’m afraid I’m avoiding Halo as much as possible.” A surprisingly honest answer as he shrugs and grabs the glasses he’d used to mix her drink, setting them beneath the bar to be cleaned later.
stitching up the loose threads of my soul
so in the morning i'm bullet proof
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.
