i have done bad things, did them to good people // got no self control, it's the root of my evil
wage war in my head when i'm tryna keep it peaceful // a little feels good, a little more and it's lethal
wage war in my head when i'm tryna keep it peaceful // a little feels good, a little more and it's lethal
The arm loops around him, however brief it may be, and he flashes her an easy grin with it before she’s released him and perched on a box — Sunjata finishing off the rest of the pastry, cleaning his hands, and moving to dive into the box beside her in an effort to reorganize. “You obviously haven’t seen Zeph and I together where one of us isn’t dying yet.” He looks over at her with a raise of his brow, the edge of a smirk forming on his face.
But he returns to the crate, pulling out Lusea’s lantern and Maea’s, setting them on top of another crate beside Vai while he digs into the crate a bit deeper, pulling out a few blankets he’d used as boundary to ensure the lanterns didn’t break. He takes them out, folding them up as he listens. “Hopefully he doesn’t get into too much trouble. When I was his age, the places like the Haulenani were a frequent visit.” A quiet hum of a laugh.
But he returns to the crate, pulling out Lusea’s lantern and Maea’s, setting them on top of another crate beside Vai while he digs into the crate a bit deeper, pulling out a few blankets he’d used as boundary to ensure the lanterns didn’t break. He takes them out, folding them up as he listens. “Hopefully he doesn’t get into too much trouble. When I was his age, the places like the Haulenani were a frequent visit.” A quiet hum of a laugh.
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.
