SUNJATA
A kiss from Nate and he’s off with Sam, some bit of Sunjata frustrated at the fact they can’t just go home yet, frustrated with the fact it had to be Sam that distracted them from celebrating their health. But then his name is called by an all too familiar voice, unable to remember what occurred while sick, he turns to Amalia and raises a brow to her sternness, the hardness to her eyes.
His own gaze is steel, exhausted, not quite as hard as Amalia’s but it is still sharp and hard nonetheless. Arms fold across his chest, glancing back to where Nate and Sam had disappeared, before his gaze lands back on her. “Havent been back yet to fully take the title on, but yes. What’s the crime?”
His own gaze is steel, exhausted, not quite as hard as Amalia’s but it is still sharp and hard nonetheless. Arms fold across his chest, glancing back to where Nate and Sam had disappeared, before his gaze lands back on her. “Havent been back yet to fully take the title on, but yes. What’s the crime?”
take me by the hand but please don't want to know me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
