SUNJATA
i was never the sharp knife, but i was never the dull mind
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
“If you want to call Ronin a ship, be my guest.” Sunjata mutters, cutting Locke a small half smile that’s amused as it is pained. “Do you remember when the stars went out a few nights ago?” He prompts instead, wondering if he should just blindside Locke with the information outright or see if the Attuned can lead up to it. Regardless, Locke walks in and Sunjata nicks the door shut behind the other man, catching the grin that Locke offers as he strides into the kitchen as if he owns the place.
And honestly, when Sunjata flushes, he’s not sure if it’s from embarrassment, the grin, or just how much like Nate that was. “Sure.” He mumbles instead, moving to one of the arm chairs and sinks into it with a hum of pain, leaning back and stretching his long legs out, taking the mug when it’s offered and lets his steel gaze drift along Locke. “Lots has happened. Congrats, by the way. Of getting back with Maeve.” A crooked smirk crosses his face with this, a bit of playfulness slipping up as he cradles the mug in one hand and doesn’t let his gaze stray from the Attuned.
And honestly, when Sunjata flushes, he’s not sure if it’s from embarrassment, the grin, or just how much like Nate that was. “Sure.” He mumbles instead, moving to one of the arm chairs and sinks into it with a hum of pain, leaning back and stretching his long legs out, taking the mug when it’s offered and lets his steel gaze drift along Locke. “Lots has happened. Congrats, by the way. Of getting back with Maeve.” A crooked smirk crosses his face with this, a bit of playfulness slipping up as he cradles the mug in one hand and doesn’t let his gaze stray from the Attuned.
so you said it was for me, when you tried to break me
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
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.
