SUNJATA
The anger is also somewhat expected, but not as much as it has become. He’s shoved away and he goes easily, leaning back against the couch as Ronin stands, staggers a bit, but the Flood says nothing. Not until Ronin’s fumbling with the door at least. “I’m not trying to insult you. But I can’t read between the lines.” It comes out as half a mutter, Sunjata reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He didn’t know that Remi had officially ended it, and for some reason it has Sunjata subconsciously spinning his own wedding ring, glancing at Ronin’s hand to see if his still remained.
He tries to remember if Remi’s had remained too, but he doesn’t recall.
He pushes up from the couch now and moves over to the door to put a hand against it, to keep Ronin from leaving. “Look, I’m sorry. I just wanted to try and help. Go shower and we won’t talk about it, deal?” He looks down at Ronin with a raise of his brow, hoping it might placate it enough that he can figure out how not to ruin this friendship.
He tries to remember if Remi’s had remained too, but he doesn’t recall.
He pushes up from the couch now and moves over to the door to put a hand against it, to keep Ronin from leaving. “Look, I’m sorry. I just wanted to try and help. Go shower and we won’t talk about it, deal?” He looks down at Ronin with a raise of his brow, hoping it might placate it enough that he can figure out how not to ruin this friendship.
we'll break our own hearts
so that someone else can't
so that someone else can't
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.
