if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes
i know you wanna go to heaven
Again?
He hisses under his breath, hearing the pounding, hearing the words as he stands behind the bar, likely having helped Lusea with something when it wasn’t his shift to watch the door. His head raises to the sound, the clink, the thunk and the fucking door opening. “Fucking gods.” He rumbles, to himself mostly, hopping over the bar to watch as Cera’s body falls to the floor, blood everywhere and the door ajar. Well, that certainly solved his earlier dilemma if this was real after all.
And so he moves toward Loren, watching the man summon a Luxere to walk before him. Loren steps over the body, and Sunjata can’t help but to clench his jaw, wondering if the creatures within could be in Cera too. Hissing, he reaches for Cera. “Can the monsters get in him?” He asks to Loren’s back, gritting his teeth and aiming to lift the body of the poor man. Blood pouring over arms and clothes, just another amount to add to the rest.
He really hates this. And he doesn’t know what to do with the body. He looks to Loren with a sharp edge to his jaw, lifting Cera the best he can, pausing just enough to look to Loren for confirmation. As much as he hates the idea, there’s nothing they can do for him here. He’s already gone.
He hisses under his breath, hearing the pounding, hearing the words as he stands behind the bar, likely having helped Lusea with something when it wasn’t his shift to watch the door. His head raises to the sound, the clink, the thunk and the fucking door opening. “Fucking gods.” He rumbles, to himself mostly, hopping over the bar to watch as Cera’s body falls to the floor, blood everywhere and the door ajar. Well, that certainly solved his earlier dilemma if this was real after all.
And so he moves toward Loren, watching the man summon a Luxere to walk before him. Loren steps over the body, and Sunjata can’t help but to clench his jaw, wondering if the creatures within could be in Cera too. Hissing, he reaches for Cera. “Can the monsters get in him?” He asks to Loren’s back, gritting his teeth and aiming to lift the body of the poor man. Blood pouring over arms and clothes, just another amount to add to the rest.
He really hates this. And he doesn’t know what to do with the body. He looks to Loren with a sharp edge to his jaw, lifting Cera the best he can, pausing just enough to look to Loren for confirmation. As much as he hates the idea, there’s nothing they can do for him here. He’s already gone.
but you're human tonight
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.
