but the darker the weather, the better the man
you can take all you want
The idea of Deimos creating more equipment for training, for working out, for becoming a force to be reckoned with, resonates with him well enough. And he eyes the man briefly before focusing on grabbing his bow and ensuring everything is settled. “I’d probably use them.” He offers with his own shrug. He’d do anything at this point to focus on other things, and if it came to training again, building muscle where it had been lost, he’d do it.
But the offer of drinks almost seems to take Deimos by a small amount of surprise, and Sunjata thinks he might say no at first until the acceptance leaves his lips. A quiet “sure” and a mention of a stash that has his lip curling up in another of those rogue smirks of his. “I’d be here more often if I knew about the stash.” He attempts to joke, and yet there’s a hint of the appearance he has that seems to say he’s not. Either way, he follows Deimos to the room, settling in as the other man grabs two glasses and a bottle, before returning to the table.
He looks around curiously before his eyes land on Deimos. “How many members do you have?” He asks offhandedly, wondering how many soldiers there even were in the Hollowed Grounds. If it were something worth knowing about, worrying about in the end.
But the offer of drinks almost seems to take Deimos by a small amount of surprise, and Sunjata thinks he might say no at first until the acceptance leaves his lips. A quiet “sure” and a mention of a stash that has his lip curling up in another of those rogue smirks of his. “I’d be here more often if I knew about the stash.” He attempts to joke, and yet there’s a hint of the appearance he has that seems to say he’s not. Either way, he follows Deimos to the room, settling in as the other man grabs two glasses and a bottle, before returning to the table.
He looks around curiously before his eyes land on Deimos. “How many members do you have?” He asks offhandedly, wondering how many soldiers there even were in the Hollowed Grounds. If it were something worth knowing about, worrying about in the end.
but not who i am
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.
