in my darkness, you turned on a light
i hate the way you bring me back to life
In Sunjata’s mind, it’s been the equivalent of like, thirty seconds since he’s slipped from the door, aiming straight for the gilt glow of the Luxere’s antlers, the herds remaining close nearby, before Loren’s voice interrupts him. He halts in the snow briefly, spine straightening as he turns to look toward the blond man, a rogue grin sent his way. “Gods you’re quick. Got a bell on the door or something?” He shoots back toward the summoner, a smirk crossing his face, quiet enough as well to not try and attract anything. But he feels comfortable enough in his ability to fend something off.
Not for long if Loren keeps the door open. He hisses under his breath at the next comment, a light chuckle leaving him. “Saved my ass, huh?” As though they couldn’t have burned down the Rathskeller on their own if they really wanted to. Loren just happened to have a fancy feather that burned literally everything. “Look, I just started the check.” And besides, some of the Luxere herd had been out of view from the opening to begin with. What if half of them had left?
“Either come out here and help so it’s faster, or close the door.” It doesn’t bother him either way. Sunjata is definitely drunk, but even he knows the importance of keeping the door shut and taking as short of an amount of time as possible out here.
Not for long if Loren keeps the door open. He hisses under his breath at the next comment, a light chuckle leaving him. “Saved my ass, huh?” As though they couldn’t have burned down the Rathskeller on their own if they really wanted to. Loren just happened to have a fancy feather that burned literally everything. “Look, I just started the check.” And besides, some of the Luxere herd had been out of view from the opening to begin with. What if half of them had left?
“Either come out here and help so it’s faster, or close the door.” It doesn’t bother him either way. Sunjata is definitely drunk, but even he knows the importance of keeping the door shut and taking as short of an amount of time as possible out here.
'cause i am haunted, i cannot tell a lie
i like you better when i am dead inside
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.
