SUNJATA
the flood
A small half snort is given back to Jack. He supposes the captain’s got him there, at least, and with it he toasts back and takes a sip, working around Seven’s tail as it flicks around his chin. Still, he continues to scratch her regardless, focus finding itself easily within him on Seven to replace the prior anxieties. A distraction, he supposes. As his question is answered with the sear cat’s name, he snorts, nods slightly as if it might make sense to him.
It doesn’t.
But his gaze flickers back toward Jack as he sets the glass on the counter and can’t help but to keep the amused half smile on his face regardless. “I plan on staying.” He offers honestly, taking a moment to pause and consider his words, teeth pulling at the inside of his cheek for a moment. “Ever since the portal opened I haven’t wanted to be anywhere else.” It was the perfect place, one that he fell into quite well as far as he was concerned. And with the Advocates headquarters moved here, well, there really weren’t any reasons to leave except for the rare occasion – like the room in the Grounds or Diplomatic feats. “Halo’s too fucking cold and the Grounds is shit.” His steel gaze returns to Jack, his smile shifting toward something close to a crooked grin.
It doesn’t.
But his gaze flickers back toward Jack as he sets the glass on the counter and can’t help but to keep the amused half smile on his face regardless. “I plan on staying.” He offers honestly, taking a moment to pause and consider his words, teeth pulling at the inside of his cheek for a moment. “Ever since the portal opened I haven’t wanted to be anywhere else.” It was the perfect place, one that he fell into quite well as far as he was concerned. And with the Advocates headquarters moved here, well, there really weren’t any reasons to leave except for the rare occasion – like the room in the Grounds or Diplomatic feats. “Halo’s too fucking cold and the Grounds is shit.” His steel gaze returns to Jack, his smile shifting toward something close to a crooked grin.
did you get out all of that angry passion?
is it still formin'? Has it started to torture you?
is it still formin'? Has it started to torture you?
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.
