SUNJATA
making bad decisions is my middle name
“Throw it at me, I dare you.” He offers Libbs as he walks toward Maea, an arrogant grin crossing his face as he winks back toward her before he turns his focus onto Maea. He takes the seat, the food arrives, and she doesn’t look up from her book to play back with him. Pouting his lips slightly, he watches her with some amount of curiosity. But her comment ignited a slight snort to leave him as he shakes his head and rests an elbow on the table, chin resting in the palm of his hand. “Laughing, because she’s a pain in the ass, and I can’t figure out half the things she’s doing.” He offers honestly, an exasperated look crossing his face before he sighs a small amount and focuses on Maea again. “Besides, I much prefer your company.” He offers her, hoping it gets her to look at him. “If the river taught me anything, it’s that.” He gives her another wink, breaking from letting his gaze flit over her face to notice a man sit a few seats down from his previous companion.
He looks to Libbs then with a dark raised brow, a nod of his head as if to ask her ‘what the fuck are you doing, give it a shot’, waiting to see how well this would go, before turning his gaze back to Maea.
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.
