// grass stains cut my bloody knees, it's goodpain, it means i can't be phased
that little death inside my sides, won't make it right //
that little death inside my sides, won't make it right //
His dreams are nothing peaceful, worse so now. At least, that is, until things shift and change and he’s no longer trapped within the concrete jungle of Korofi and instead standing on a coast with cliffs that fall into the ocean. He has to blink his surprise away, especially when the voice comes across. And it shouldn’t be soothing, but it is to an extent. He turns, facing Remi immediately once the voice reaches him, steel gaze shuddering as he takes a breath.
He casts another glance around, not recognizing any of it, though perhaps that’s for the best. But the posture Remi offers him is one that Sunjata can accept, thrown off the side of preparing himself in an attempt to not be defensive or aggressive as Ronin had put, blindsided into following suit. So he does, he steps toward Remi but keeps a fair distance, hands lowered to his sides. “Alright.” He offers, swallowing hard, waiting.
He casts another glance around, not recognizing any of it, though perhaps that’s for the best. But the posture Remi offers him is one that Sunjata can accept, thrown off the side of preparing himself in an attempt to not be defensive or aggressive as Ronin had put, blindsided into following suit. So he does, he steps toward Remi but keeps a fair distance, hands lowered to his sides. “Alright.” He offers, swallowing hard, waiting.
he wins every time i find myself inside, alone all night
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.
