SUNJATA
the flood
there was a moment, a hole opened in the sky
a chance to join that pantheon
a chance to join that pantheon
“Unfortunately.” Sunjata rumbles to Nate with a small half laugh, not looking forward to this portion at all but knowing it needed to be done. He rubs at his arm for a moment, moving toward Jack as he rounds the corner, steel gaze squinting against the light to survey the other man briefly. “I’m sure you can handle him, huh Jack?” Sunjata offers with a small half smirk, before turning toward Nate and nodding in response to that whole subject. The further this was done, the sooner he could go home. And gods, did that not sound really fucking appealing.
“First things first, let’s just go ahead and get those crates filled. Leave the ice cream to melt.” He says a bit easier, moving – a bit slower than usual – to head toward the inside of the business to see what sort of state it was in. And gods it was a mess as well. He can’t help but to roll his eyes, going to gather the alcohol, wondering whether it was worth sending back to Raza if it was stolen anyway. Perhaps later – grabbing a few bottles and setting them in a crate, realizing that if he makes it too heavy he won’t be able to move it.
Getting stabbed in the gut certainly fucking sucked.
Alright, fill the crates and move em outside!
“First things first, let’s just go ahead and get those crates filled. Leave the ice cream to melt.” He says a bit easier, moving – a bit slower than usual – to head toward the inside of the business to see what sort of state it was in. And gods it was a mess as well. He can’t help but to roll his eyes, going to gather the alcohol, wondering whether it was worth sending back to Raza if it was stolen anyway. Perhaps later – grabbing a few bottles and setting them in a crate, realizing that if he makes it too heavy he won’t be able to move it.
Getting stabbed in the gut certainly fucking sucked.
Alright, fill the crates and move em outside!
for all the times they never heard your battlecry
now be an angel, sing along
now be an angel, sing along
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.
