lions sit in solemn lines, drinking gin and dropping lines
“Hello Captain.” Sunjata rumbles a surprisingly chipper greeting, made better by the fact of the feline companion that curls around his legs. And while it pangs somewhere deep when it comes to the memory of Haai, he stifles it down for Jack’s benefit as he bends over to scoop up Seven and to press his scarred cheek into the soft fur of her side. “Obviously it’s you.” He teases lightly, stepping aside to lean against the wall, fingers curling into Seven’s fur as everyone else comes to offer their birthday gifts for the Captain.
His gaze lingers on Melita for a moment, before he dips his head in a quiet greeting toward his niece, before his attention flickers to Adam’s offer and… feigned drunkenness? A brow raises his way, a snort leaving him before his steel gaze lands on Maeve and he finds himself looking away, scanning the alleyway and comradery, resting a boot up on the alley wall behind him.
His gaze lingers on Melita for a moment, before he dips his head in a quiet greeting toward his niece, before his attention flickers to Adam’s offer and… feigned drunkenness? A brow raises his way, a snort leaving him before his steel gaze lands on Maeve and he finds himself looking away, scanning the alleyway and comradery, resting a boot up on the alley wall behind him.
wasting beats in this heart of mine
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.
