// the killer in me is the killer in you, my love, i send this smile over to you
disarm you with a smile, and leave you like they left me here //
disarm you with a smile, and leave you like they left me here //
Sunny. It stills him because he can count the number of people he’s allowed call him by such a nickname on one hand. And it certainly isn’t his sister, it certainly isn’t his husband, which means it has to be Vervain. And while he’s not exactly opposed to speaking with the witch, well, given her life in the Greatwood and the closeness she shares with Remi and Ronin? It’s probably not a good idea to stick around her. Not after last time, when Remi had murdered him in a dream over Sunjata’s framing of Vai’s attack.
However, she had saved his life shortly after when he’d washed up from the ocean after making his dive, and he figures he at least owes her a response after everything the two of them have been through. She begins to close the distance and Sunjata stills himself, moving to close it with her yet still attain some amount of space – his eyes a storm cloud of emotions, the lightning scarred arm absent of tattoos from where the fabric doesn’t quite cover it all the way. “Yeah it’s me. Hey, Vai.” He says softly, though his tone is dead and the smile he offers her doesn’t meet his eyes. "Here to water the deity?" He asks, aiming for small talk before she can ask about himself.
However, she had saved his life shortly after when he’d washed up from the ocean after making his dive, and he figures he at least owes her a response after everything the two of them have been through. She begins to close the distance and Sunjata stills himself, moving to close it with her yet still attain some amount of space – his eyes a storm cloud of emotions, the lightning scarred arm absent of tattoos from where the fabric doesn’t quite cover it all the way. “Yeah it’s me. Hey, Vai.” He says softly, though his tone is dead and the smile he offers her doesn’t meet his eyes. "Here to water the deity?" He asks, aiming for small talk before she can ask about himself.
to wither in denial, the bitterness of one who's left alone
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.
