// and you took me down, and what a slow fall, but what i needed to be right here
and for one, it seems that i've found, that all the answers were all so clear //
and for one, it seems that i've found, that all the answers were all so clear //
“Mm, that’s the plan. I want to be able to remember it.” He snorts, gaze following Ronin briefly at the mention of a bachelor party. “You’ll get your chance, don’t you worry. Besides, I have a honeymoon planned in the Grounds that we can’t do until we’re better.” A wink is given toward the Star, a low hum of amusement leaving him before it fades at the realization of everything that’s happened.
Ronin’s warning is a good one, though it’s far easier for Sunjata in his sane state to enact on it. “I have been. I think… Something maybe happened when I was sick. He’s been more careful.” He doesn’t remember when he’s passed out, he only remembers the grogginess after before the house burned down. Then nothing. Then fire. “I think the Ascended are suffering a lot of thirst right now.” A brow raises as if Ronin might understand what he’s getting at.
Amalia and Deimos breaking up, though, that is news. Brows raise in his surprise, silent for a few heartbeats while he considers the implications. “Shit.” He isn’t sure what else to say, head cocking a bit as he looks back down to his hand with the ring on it. “Okay, well… Why Amalia, though?” He tries to recover, some sort of curiosity in there. “She never seemed the type. Actually, she was quite pissed at me for the things I did like that.”
Ronin’s warning is a good one, though it’s far easier for Sunjata in his sane state to enact on it. “I have been. I think… Something maybe happened when I was sick. He’s been more careful.” He doesn’t remember when he’s passed out, he only remembers the grogginess after before the house burned down. Then nothing. Then fire. “I think the Ascended are suffering a lot of thirst right now.” A brow raises as if Ronin might understand what he’s getting at.
Amalia and Deimos breaking up, though, that is news. Brows raise in his surprise, silent for a few heartbeats while he considers the implications. “Shit.” He isn’t sure what else to say, head cocking a bit as he looks back down to his hand with the ring on it. “Okay, well… Why Amalia, though?” He tries to recover, some sort of curiosity in there. “She never seemed the type. Actually, she was quite pissed at me for the things I did like that.”
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.
