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
“Sure.” Sunjata murmurs, before there’s a very visible roll of his eyes with the pat Locke gives him, the ex-Attuned shaking his head before he moves to stand to get out of Locke’s space a bit more, to try and take up his seat on the chair again. The added information as he rests an arm across the bandage again has him nodding, before huffing a small laugh. “Must be doing something wrong then.” He teases Locke lightly, flashing the Attuned a wink before pushing past it with a small shrug.
It wouldn’t be weird for him, he doesn’t think. If anything, it would be more weird for Locke and Maeve, given everything. After all, Sunjata hadn’t fallen for Maeve the way she had fallen for him and in turn, made things awkward with the Attuned sitting across from him.
Regardless, Locke goes to grab the cups and give a quick little pat, and Sunjata sinks into the chair a bit more before the quiet whine of a cry from the other room captures his attention. “Not sure when I’ll be back in Torchline but I’ll send a letter when I am. For the date, of course.” He calls over toward Locke, before he disappears down the hallway, sure that Locke can find his own way out.
- FIN <33
It wouldn’t be weird for him, he doesn’t think. If anything, it would be more weird for Locke and Maeve, given everything. After all, Sunjata hadn’t fallen for Maeve the way she had fallen for him and in turn, made things awkward with the Attuned sitting across from him.
Regardless, Locke goes to grab the cups and give a quick little pat, and Sunjata sinks into the chair a bit more before the quiet whine of a cry from the other room captures his attention. “Not sure when I’ll be back in Torchline but I’ll send a letter when I am. For the date, of course.” He calls over toward Locke, before he disappears down the hallway, sure that Locke can find his own way out.
- FIN <33
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.
