// i am the man we both couldn't stand. i can't wash the dirt from my hands. what was it like to feel in love?
i can't scrub off the black from my lungs, i can't wipe off the taste from my tongue //
i can't scrub off the black from my lungs, i can't wipe off the taste from my tongue //
“Precisely why I’m not. Though I’m not sure how much laughing you’ll get accomplished with your head buried in a pillow like that.” He rumbles, casting a glance toward Jack with an amused smirk on his face, before its fading slightly and he’s focusing on all the trinkets abound. His gaze constantly slips back to Jack, as if he’s wondering how the captain had acquired all those trinkets, when a memory occurs to him about sunglasses, and how much Sunjata missed them from Korofi.
But he doesn’t ask, instead he focuses on the shelves and items therein. “Everything’s got a cost, just depends on if it’s worth it.” He sighs, but there’s a ghost of a smile on his lips, he thinks at the very least Jack’s was worth it, after all, Sunjata’s own smuggling of weaponry and feeding plans to the rebellion had been worth it at the time.
Ghostwhales have him pausing, however, the memory of those beasts ramming into him under the waves one that he pushes out as quickly as it’d come. “So if it doesn’t go as planned, then Flowerbirth sounds like the next trip? Let me know if you need anything.” If he could help with a favor before the Ark sets out again, perhaps he’d feel better.
But he doesn’t ask, instead he focuses on the shelves and items therein. “Everything’s got a cost, just depends on if it’s worth it.” He sighs, but there’s a ghost of a smile on his lips, he thinks at the very least Jack’s was worth it, after all, Sunjata’s own smuggling of weaponry and feeding plans to the rebellion had been worth it at the time.
Ghostwhales have him pausing, however, the memory of those beasts ramming into him under the waves one that he pushes out as quickly as it’d come. “So if it doesn’t go as planned, then Flowerbirth sounds like the next trip? Let me know if you need anything.” If he could help with a favor before the Ark sets out again, perhaps he’d feel better.
i am the shadow driving the hearse, what was it like to feel in love? what was it like to feel?
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.
