i have seen what the darkness does
say goodbye to who i was
Of course it makes sense, this is Sunjata after all. Roguish charm, height, and all muscle. With the history, to add into it as well – the boy is, was, always has been rebellion. The version of him here has been toned down, but well, you could take the boy out of the resistance but you can’t take the resistance out of the boy. And with Remi’s comment, Sunjata shoots a grin toward the Alchemist, toothy and bright in comparison to the smirks previously. “It is sad.” He comments with a rumble, playfully sad before he shakes his head.
But he makes no comment on Ronin’s comment about Remi’s attire, and instead focuses on the table as Remi makes the clothes – making it look easy, as if he’s breathing. Sunjata isn’t naïve enough to think he could ask for a nice dark leather jacket, so he keeps his lips shut tight enough until he makes the comment about Ezra. And his steel eyes shift toward Remi with another small grin in comparison. “Well, if we’re being honest here, I haven’t seen Ronin. I don’t think I have anyway.” He comments, thoughtfully, shooting a glance toward Oliver to include him. “But Ezra, you can’t miss.” He notes with a smile.
But he can’t really make the sly comments he wants to, given the history of Phoebe between Remi and Sunjata, so he focuses on Oliver with a light shrug of tattooed shoulders. “Mm, well, I’ve never had any experience with men in that regard. It wasn’t a thing in Korofi, where I’m from.” He contemplates for a moment, shifting his gaze with an innocent look. It wasn’t like he wanted to try it, after all – he was taken… Sort of?
He didn’t even know himself, but he gives Remi a light smirk before picking back up his tea. “I always had a charm with the ladies, though. Probably the tattoos.” He announces, with a slight raised brow before he sipped from the tea again. In his mind, it had to have been the tattoos – he didn’t know what other qualities he had here that made him attractive, after all.
But he makes no comment on Ronin’s comment about Remi’s attire, and instead focuses on the table as Remi makes the clothes – making it look easy, as if he’s breathing. Sunjata isn’t naïve enough to think he could ask for a nice dark leather jacket, so he keeps his lips shut tight enough until he makes the comment about Ezra. And his steel eyes shift toward Remi with another small grin in comparison. “Well, if we’re being honest here, I haven’t seen Ronin. I don’t think I have anyway.” He comments, thoughtfully, shooting a glance toward Oliver to include him. “But Ezra, you can’t miss.” He notes with a smile.
But he can’t really make the sly comments he wants to, given the history of Phoebe between Remi and Sunjata, so he focuses on Oliver with a light shrug of tattooed shoulders. “Mm, well, I’ve never had any experience with men in that regard. It wasn’t a thing in Korofi, where I’m from.” He contemplates for a moment, shifting his gaze with an innocent look. It wasn’t like he wanted to try it, after all – he was taken… Sort of?
He didn’t even know himself, but he gives Remi a light smirk before picking back up his tea. “I always had a charm with the ladies, though. Probably the tattoos.” He announces, with a slight raised brow before he sipped from the tea again. In his mind, it had to have been the tattoos – he didn’t know what other qualities he had here that made him attractive, after all.
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.
