SUNJATA
the flood
'cause my life is like a bedroom door
don't lead me in when you feel low
don't lead me in when you feel low
A bright smirk and a hum leaves Sunjata’s throat at the Korofi nickname, rolling his eyes playfully toward Nate before shaking his head with a positively roguish smirk, voice lowering a small amount and growing thicker with his accent as he speaks his native tongue. “ah natuurlik. hoe poëties van jou.” There’s a moment where he contemplates sticking his tongue out at the other man, but he refrains.
But he turns back, briefly, only to hear the soft thud of Nate stumbling back into the sand right as he finishes up his slight statement, turning back and slipping back toward Nate with a raise of his brow and a quiet smirk before he crouches before the Ascended – eyes steel but with a feline pupil within as he gazes down at the man. “A bad segue.” He offers with a slight chuckle, before he lifts a hand to rub at the stubble at his cheek, along his jaw.
“I… Took it, yeah.” His voice drops a bit lower there, quieter, as if it’s an awkward topic. “They’re going to call me the Arbiter.” His slit pupils focus on Nate with the result of that, waiting before continuing to see how he takes it. “Sort of like what I’d do back home had I stayed and took my father’s position.”
ah natuurlik. hoe poëties van jou. – ah of course, how poetic of you
But he turns back, briefly, only to hear the soft thud of Nate stumbling back into the sand right as he finishes up his slight statement, turning back and slipping back toward Nate with a raise of his brow and a quiet smirk before he crouches before the Ascended – eyes steel but with a feline pupil within as he gazes down at the man. “A bad segue.” He offers with a slight chuckle, before he lifts a hand to rub at the stubble at his cheek, along his jaw.
“I… Took it, yeah.” His voice drops a bit lower there, quieter, as if it’s an awkward topic. “They’re going to call me the Arbiter.” His slit pupils focus on Nate with the result of that, waiting before continuing to see how he takes it. “Sort of like what I’d do back home had I stayed and took my father’s position.”
ah natuurlik. hoe poëties van jou. – ah of course, how poetic of you
'cause i might make a move
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.
