SUNJATA
He eyes her smile briefly, chuckling as she replies that they’re more lemony. “I did say lemon was my favorite.” He rumbles to her with a light shrug. Head tilting slightly as he pulls his arm away from her own, eyes drifting along her face, from her eyes to lingering on her lips briefly. But she seemed tougher than she looked, as she replies to him and he rolls his shoulder in an easy shrug. “Just trying to figure out more of my surroundings.” He replies honestly, rolling his shoulders again with a shrug. “I didn’t have plans, so if you did want to go back to the clinic to relax and take something for the fall, we can.” He replies honestly, head tilting toward hers before he looks to those inhabiting the street. “Or you should show me something new?” He cocks his head with a chuckle. His voice is somewhat flirtatious while his eyes shift back and linger on her face while he questions it — waiting, knowing she’ll blush once again.
not yet corpses,
still we rot
still we rot
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.
