so is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
i can't open up to you
Once Haai returns with the small cloth as though she’s brought back some victory, like a mouse or something, she takes it and settles into Sunjata’s lap with her head resting on the bar, emerald gaze darting between what he creates and Libbs’ interest in the work. And Sunjata can’t help but to laugh a hearty accented sound at Libbs’ commentary. “Yeah well I don’t see you doing any better, sweetheart.” He teases, pausing to look up at her with a raised brow.
Almost as if he’s challenging her to outdo him.
After a moment though he considers the braid once more. “I was thinking if I did it this way, and spun it on itself like a coil, I could tie the pieces together with the cloth here.” He explains, giving a small show of it with what little he has already – wrapping it around itself to create a base before piling it on top layer by layer until the shape is somewhat that of a bowl.
Almost as if he’s challenging her to outdo him.
After a moment though he considers the braid once more. “I was thinking if I did it this way, and spun it on itself like a coil, I could tie the pieces together with the cloth here.” He explains, giving a small show of it with what little he has already – wrapping it around itself to create a base before piling it on top layer by layer until the shape is somewhat that of a bowl.
me and my friends are lonely
i always figured i'd be the one to die alone
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.
