SUNJATA
Well, it’s almost his wedding day — and without being drunk and emotionless as he wanted to be, he’s stuck trying to keep from doing too many things to keep his mind busy. His breathing still crackles, lungs still full of fluid, and he hates it the more and more it moves on. The bar has been slow, it’s too bright and too hot to be drinking, he supposes. But at the end of the day it’s fucking dull. He’s wearing little more than a pair of pants and a sleeveless shirt, the tattoos along his shoulder on full display.
And when he rounds the corner from the back rooms of the bar and spots a cat just sitting there — copper and onyx fur shining like a living flame, his brows furrow briefly as he comes to stand on the other side of the bar, facing the bar. “Hello, you.” He says softly, edge of his lip curling up in a small smile. “Are you hungry?” Not thinking the cat might be Attuned, Sunjata leans back slightly, arms braced on his edge of the bar, waiting to see if she comes closer.
And when he rounds the corner from the back rooms of the bar and spots a cat just sitting there — copper and onyx fur shining like a living flame, his brows furrow briefly as he comes to stand on the other side of the bar, facing the bar. “Hello, you.” He says softly, edge of his lip curling up in a small smile. “Are you hungry?” Not thinking the cat might be Attuned, Sunjata leans back slightly, arms braced on his edge of the bar, waiting to see if she comes closer.
i'll never be that me again
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.
