SUNJATA
the flood
i'm nothing more than a page unwritten
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
He’s a bit of a mess, but he’s home and what else is there to do aside from that? He doesn’t expect the knock when it arrives, waking him from where he’a dozed off on the couch downstairs. So it isn’t long before he meanders to the door, shirtless and in a pair of shorts, steel eyes tired and hungover. He opens the door, immediately spotting Jack, and there’s a part of him that’s relieved with the sight of the Captain.
“Ah, Jack. Hey. Come in.” Half stumbling over his words, he steps aside to let the man into the new home, half of it still not quite put together but the pieces were starting to fit. He nods to Seven as he goes to close the door behind the two, before stepping through the hall toward the seating area of the living space to guide them there. “What brings you by?”
“Ah, Jack. Hey. Come in.” Half stumbling over his words, he steps aside to let the man into the new home, half of it still not quite put together but the pieces were starting to fit. He nods to Seven as he goes to close the door behind the two, before stepping through the hall toward the seating area of the living space to guide them there. “What brings you by?”
you win a lot, and you lose
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
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.
