daydream about me, and i know that you hate the nights without me
Her shove isn’t very hard, but Sunjata leans away with it all the same, something crooked and playful crossing his face. He snorts at her quip, rolling his eyes before he takes a deep breath and sighs through his nose. “Hopefully I’m edging toward being a little less of an idiot.” His shoulders rise and fall with a hum of a laugh.
She stretches out and he rubs at his chest, over the mark left from Safrin in his skin. “I suppose if you’re that concerned about it, ask for another quest of something else to pair with it?” He doesn’t see the harm in asking, if the shield wasn’t something that she wanted at first. There wasn’t any harm in asking again.
But then, a glimmer of the sun through the windows catches his attention and Sunjata straightens up, looking through the window to see what time it was and to see how people started milling about in the streets again. “Mm, well, it’s gotten a lot later than I anticipated. Promised Nate I’d grab some ramphire meat on the way home.” An apologetic grin is shot her way, before he’s moving to grab his shirt again, clearing up everything else. “I’m sure we’ll talk again soon, Maeve.” He offers, head tilting a bit toward her in his departure, before he’s slipping out the door of the Slagveld to grab that promised ingredient for dinner tonight.
- FIN <3
She stretches out and he rubs at his chest, over the mark left from Safrin in his skin. “I suppose if you’re that concerned about it, ask for another quest of something else to pair with it?” He doesn’t see the harm in asking, if the shield wasn’t something that she wanted at first. There wasn’t any harm in asking again.
But then, a glimmer of the sun through the windows catches his attention and Sunjata straightens up, looking through the window to see what time it was and to see how people started milling about in the streets again. “Mm, well, it’s gotten a lot later than I anticipated. Promised Nate I’d grab some ramphire meat on the way home.” An apologetic grin is shot her way, before he’s moving to grab his shirt again, clearing up everything else. “I’m sure we’ll talk again soon, Maeve.” He offers, head tilting a bit toward her in his departure, before he’s slipping out the door of the Slagveld to grab that promised ingredient for dinner tonight.
- FIN <3
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.
