SUNJATA
i am the ocean, i am the sea
“Were… you actually gods or just royalty?” He hears her question, and his head turns to let his steel gaze wash over her face. “Gods in a way.” He replies easily, with a shrug as though it’s nothing. Really, it depended on who you asked, but Jata would always have aligned himself closer to the higher beings. There was power when people thought you were invincible, a power that he craved and strove for. But his eyes roam her face briefly when she mentions she was a nobody, and he gives her another roguish charming grin. “I’d say you were important, a healer and all that.” He acknowledges with a small wink.She backpedals with his compliment though, and his smile grows wider. Ah, so she isn’t caught? A good bit of information. “A shame.” He replies, smoldering eyes lingering on her while they walk before he looks forward and she asks what he does. He doesn’t elaborate fully, but his shoulders shrug. “I’m like… A contractor. I go and help people who come to me when they need it.” He says easily, as though he’s doing wonderful work rather than something terrible.
there is a world inside of me
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.
