you should know, that i'm a ticking time bomb
and you're getting close
His nose wrinkles in a hint of disbelief as Ronin says he is made of maple. But he doesn’t comment on it. Not as Ronin launches into what he and Remi were doing – the move to the Greatwood, the fact they’re back here in Stormbreak for a demigod meeting (part of him anxious in wondering whether or not he should be worried about that) but when it rounds back to him? Well, the smile he offers his friend is nothing short of relief, a light to his gaze that hasn’t been there in a long time. “Guess Nate and I are sort of copying you both now.” He snorts. “I talked to Safrin. Stepped down as Governor and Nate and I are going to go find a place to live in the Wilds and just kind of… Reset, I guess.” He shrugs.
They can get into the nitty gritty of what Safrin had told him later. Because right now, right now he’s spying the café and the way they go about adding Ronin’s name to the new leaderboard for breaking the record of pancakes. A whistle slips from Sunjata’s lips as he regards his friend, moving to take a seat at the table. “I’d love to.” He orders the coffee he’s to drink, before he’s leaning back in the iron chair, one hand resting on the table while the other sits on the arm of the chair. “Do they have any other records for breaking?” He asks, glancing around for any other signs. Not that he's interested in it, but the thought certainly intrigues him.
They can get into the nitty gritty of what Safrin had told him later. Because right now, right now he’s spying the café and the way they go about adding Ronin’s name to the new leaderboard for breaking the record of pancakes. A whistle slips from Sunjata’s lips as he regards his friend, moving to take a seat at the table. “I’d love to.” He orders the coffee he’s to drink, before he’s leaning back in the iron chair, one hand resting on the table while the other sits on the arm of the chair. “Do they have any other records for breaking?” He asks, glancing around for any other signs. Not that he's interested in it, but the thought certainly intrigues him.
so better watch your step, because i'm about to blow
and where the pieces land i guess we'll never know
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.
