SUNJATA
when I go into that ground
i won't go quietly, i'm bringing my crown
He gives the librarian a slightly roguish smirk at his comment, nodding along. “Very dangerous. Could take a man down with one shot if you’re good at it.” He hums with a bit of thought, having done it many times before. But he shakes the thought from his mind as they speak of healing, and his hand lifts to take another sip. “Nope. No magic.” He reiterates with a nod. “I don’t have any here, either. As far as I know.” He shrugs, inspecting his hand as though he could summon something then and there. Yet nothing happens, and his hand drops back toward the arm of the chair as he leans back again.
Giving a slight nod in agreement, though a bit less eloquent than he had imagined, he huffs a light laugh. “You could say that, yeah.” He admits, a slightly crooked smile crossing his face. But he mentions Phoebe and slyly, his slate eyes watch as Loren fumbles, a dark brow raising in silent inquiry as he charges on through the story regardless. And when he finishes his tale and Loren comments on it, he nods somewhat. “I have.”
But then he laughs lightly, eyes lingering on Loren for a moment. “And I better not fuck this one up.” He says with a wink, a hum of amusement to his voice as he glances back to behind the bar, nodding once more in response to Loren. Ezra, while being perfect at what he did for the advocates, was also willowy and thin, and Sunjata believed that he wouldn’t try to pick a fight unless it was with his words. He doesn’t think Loren has much to worry about, and he hopes it shows as he lets his eyes land back on the spider, fumbling around the table top.
Giving a slight nod in agreement, though a bit less eloquent than he had imagined, he huffs a light laugh. “You could say that, yeah.” He admits, a slightly crooked smile crossing his face. But he mentions Phoebe and slyly, his slate eyes watch as Loren fumbles, a dark brow raising in silent inquiry as he charges on through the story regardless. And when he finishes his tale and Loren comments on it, he nods somewhat. “I have.”
But then he laughs lightly, eyes lingering on Loren for a moment. “And I better not fuck this one up.” He says with a wink, a hum of amusement to his voice as he glances back to behind the bar, nodding once more in response to Loren. Ezra, while being perfect at what he did for the advocates, was also willowy and thin, and Sunjata believed that he wouldn’t try to pick a fight unless it was with his words. He doesn’t think Loren has much to worry about, and he hopes it shows as he lets his eyes land back on the spider, fumbling around the table top.
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.
