my heart and soul were never mine to own, what do you care to die for?
In order for this to work, Sunjata needs eyes. He needs people to be where he can’t. And he knows that he isn’t the one that can make that happen.
But he knows who can.
It’s dreary as hell when he arrives at the Ark, stepping up onto the ship as the rain plinks against the wood of the rails and deck, but he has one place in mind. The captains quarters. A place he’d been to before. His knuckles rap gently along the door to announce his presence, before he recalls the information Jack had given him. Jack, we have to talk. He thinks, momentarily wondering if it even worked like that.
He steps back, though, giving space from the door even if it means the rain continues to pelt his skin, soaking him through and through.
But he knows who can.
It’s dreary as hell when he arrives at the Ark, stepping up onto the ship as the rain plinks against the wood of the rails and deck, but he has one place in mind. The captains quarters. A place he’d been to before. His knuckles rap gently along the door to announce his presence, before he recalls the information Jack had given him. Jack, we have to talk. He thinks, momentarily wondering if it even worked like that.
He steps back, though, giving space from the door even if it means the rain continues to pelt his skin, soaking him through and through.
we die alone, we'll all die young
what do you care to die for? what do you care to die from?
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.
