SUNJATA
the flood
i still get a little scared of something new
but i feel a little safer when i'm with you
but i feel a little safer when i'm with you
“How dare I?” Sunjata retorts, a reflective grin on his face while he focuses on Nate, a low breathy hum of laughter slipping from his throat. But Sunjata manages to drag his husband further along toward the path again, pausing as he’s bumped into and arms wrap around him. “We have.” He agrees easily, grin turning a bit more crooked as he peers down at Nate.
And when it comes to sickness, Sunjata does offer a bit more of a laugh, a white cloud leaving his lips as it breaks into the cold. “I suppose that’s true. But, with you here, I suppose I’ll be well off, hm?” Something about Halo and the cold, his sickness at bay for the moment has his tone shifting to something a bit more Korofian, the phrasing and words used adding up to something a bit nobler sounding.
But as soon as Nate jumps, Sunjata’s reaching out for him – pulling him along once he’s stomped out the makeshift fire, wrapping an arm easily around Nate’s shoulders to guide him toward the Kraai for the rooms within. It doesn’t matter if it’s closed, Sunjata’s still got a key after all. “I haven't been a fan ever since the incident, to be honest.” He can’t remember if he told Nate about what happened out on the Tundra, but either way it isn’t a conversation for the alleyways. Luckily he manages to navigate the paths until they reach the locked up Kraai, fishing in his pocket for a key, hoping they hadn’t changed the locks. But it turns, the door opening for them, and Sunjata quickly slips inside with Nate, turning to lock the door back up again.
And when it comes to sickness, Sunjata does offer a bit more of a laugh, a white cloud leaving his lips as it breaks into the cold. “I suppose that’s true. But, with you here, I suppose I’ll be well off, hm?” Something about Halo and the cold, his sickness at bay for the moment has his tone shifting to something a bit more Korofian, the phrasing and words used adding up to something a bit nobler sounding.
But as soon as Nate jumps, Sunjata’s reaching out for him – pulling him along once he’s stomped out the makeshift fire, wrapping an arm easily around Nate’s shoulders to guide him toward the Kraai for the rooms within. It doesn’t matter if it’s closed, Sunjata’s still got a key after all. “I haven't been a fan ever since the incident, to be honest.” He can’t remember if he told Nate about what happened out on the Tundra, but either way it isn’t a conversation for the alleyways. Luckily he manages to navigate the paths until they reach the locked up Kraai, fishing in his pocket for a key, hoping they hadn’t changed the locks. But it turns, the door opening for them, and Sunjata quickly slips inside with Nate, turning to lock the door back up again.
falling doesn't feel so bad
when i know you've fallen this way too
when i know you've fallen this way too
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.
