SUNJATA
when I go into that ground
i won't go quietly, i'm bringing my crown
To be expected, the librarian didn’t know what those were. And for a moment he wonders how to explain them, unable to draw one adequately. The corner of his lips lifts up as he leans forward and snags a piece of paper and a small amount of charcoal (likely for the gamblers, left behind after) and begins to draw the rough shape of a hand held weapon. Showing it to the librarian, he points to each section. “They’re kind of like bows and arrows, only the arrows explode and shoot pretty fast. They’re called bullets and they sit in… Here.” He taps the charcoal on the mag of the gun, before he moves to the trigger. “And this is where you’d activate it. You pull back on this to lodge the bullet into position, and then when you press the trigger, a hammer hits the bullet and activates the explosion which shoots the bullet out.” He pauses, eyes lifting to the man to see if he understands.
But he’s received with a startled look that Sunjata can do nothing but chuckle at lightly. “We didn’t have magic there. Just a lot of science and learning. Just… Further along in the learning.” His shoulders rise and fall in a shrug, feeling ultimately thrown back in a past he’d never lived in upon entering Caido. But he’s made it work the best he could. He didn’t understand any of the healing, any ability to help with it, but he did know a thing or two about weapons. Just goes to show what kind of guy he is, at least?
His brow lifts as he regards the librarian again, his tongue a bit more joking and Sunjata offers a huff of laughter in agreement. “She told me it had only been a few hours for her. Imagine her surprise when she saw all the scars and tattoos I got since that day? ” He shrugs once more, a brighter laugh leaving him at the look on her face. It certainly had to be disorienting, at the very least. But he mentions Phoebe, and his smile falls a bit. “Yeah, the midwife. Though it was a bit fucked up on my part, I suppose.” He rumbles, wondering if the alcohol is getting to him or not as his own lips become looser.
“Phoebe had brought Lusea, my girl, back to the clinic. And the moment I saw her I kind of forgot Phoebe existed.” He shrugs before his gaze grows a bit more serious. “Yet, the last time I saw Lusea she had died in my arms, so it was… Jarring, surprising, and I felt a bit guilty like I had forgotten her.” He leans back, thinking on it with little results other than the viperous words she had given him with that very same thought through her own mind. But he thinks about the Rathskeller next, and what it might be like to own a joint like this, if it would be similar to Korofi with Lusea there, or not.
A bright hum of laughter leaves him with a shrug. “Thin ice?” He asks before he continues. “Ezra’s a good friend of mine. I’m sure he appreciates the touch.” He winks, taking a sip from his glass after filling up the spider’s own treat.
But he’s received with a startled look that Sunjata can do nothing but chuckle at lightly. “We didn’t have magic there. Just a lot of science and learning. Just… Further along in the learning.” His shoulders rise and fall in a shrug, feeling ultimately thrown back in a past he’d never lived in upon entering Caido. But he’s made it work the best he could. He didn’t understand any of the healing, any ability to help with it, but he did know a thing or two about weapons. Just goes to show what kind of guy he is, at least?
His brow lifts as he regards the librarian again, his tongue a bit more joking and Sunjata offers a huff of laughter in agreement. “She told me it had only been a few hours for her. Imagine her surprise when she saw all the scars and tattoos I got since that day? ” He shrugs once more, a brighter laugh leaving him at the look on her face. It certainly had to be disorienting, at the very least. But he mentions Phoebe, and his smile falls a bit. “Yeah, the midwife. Though it was a bit fucked up on my part, I suppose.” He rumbles, wondering if the alcohol is getting to him or not as his own lips become looser.
“Phoebe had brought Lusea, my girl, back to the clinic. And the moment I saw her I kind of forgot Phoebe existed.” He shrugs before his gaze grows a bit more serious. “Yet, the last time I saw Lusea she had died in my arms, so it was… Jarring, surprising, and I felt a bit guilty like I had forgotten her.” He leans back, thinking on it with little results other than the viperous words she had given him with that very same thought through her own mind. But he thinks about the Rathskeller next, and what it might be like to own a joint like this, if it would be similar to Korofi with Lusea there, or not.
A bright hum of laughter leaves him with a shrug. “Thin ice?” He asks before he continues. “Ezra’s a good friend of mine. I’m sure he appreciates the touch.” He winks, taking a sip from his glass after filling up the spider’s own treat.
and when I go into the ground
they gotta bury me, bury me face down
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.
