you've got an appetite for destruction
i guess that makes you just like me
The door locks behind Maea’s departure, and Sunjata pauses a moment to exhale a quiet sigh, before he turns back toward Nate and the center of the room. “You we’re close to slipping again.” He says a bit offhandedly, voice rough against the hints of his accent. His steel gaze slides toward Nate with a dark raised brow as he scoots the chair back into where it had originally gone.
And then he sinks into the couch into onto his back, legs dangling off the arm as he goes to rub at his eyes, as if trying to remove the feeling of seeing Maea in such a way. He finds it unsuccessful, and instead his arms drop to the couch once more, head tilting to view the Ascended where he stands, seeing if he has anything to say.
And then he sinks into the couch into onto his back, legs dangling off the arm as he goes to rub at his eyes, as if trying to remove the feeling of seeing Maea in such a way. He finds it unsuccessful, and instead his arms drop to the couch once more, head tilting to view the Ascended where he stands, seeing if he has anything to say.
you put the barrel inside your mouth
just to feel the metal between your teeth
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.
