so is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
i can't open up to you
“Me too.” He rumbles in quiet agreement, amusement coating over his words as Libbs mentions she’s better with guns. There’s a slight incline of his head to that, but he’d learned. He’d adapted, he’d figured it out eventually. The concepts were similar anyway, and when she gives an almost sad smile (though from what he can’t guess), he ignores it while she looks at his basket and points at it with some small amount of amusement leaving his throat.
And when she looks back to her own basket, he hums a breathy laugh, wincing slightly from her shriek, watching in quiet surprise as she jumps up form her seat to celebrate, and he shoves his basket over toward Haai who begins to dismantle it. Sunjata rests his chin on his hand, then, a dark brow raised and a small nod of his head in taking some of the credit, some of the amusement lingering on his face until she pauses.
“Yeah you can trade for it… But where’s the fun in that? Besides, yours looks pretty well put together.” He says with yet another chuckle.
And when she looks back to her own basket, he hums a breathy laugh, wincing slightly from her shriek, watching in quiet surprise as she jumps up form her seat to celebrate, and he shoves his basket over toward Haai who begins to dismantle it. Sunjata rests his chin on his hand, then, a dark brow raised and a small nod of his head in taking some of the credit, some of the amusement lingering on his face until she pauses.
“Yeah you can trade for it… But where’s the fun in that? Besides, yours looks pretty well put together.” He says with yet another chuckle.
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.
