SUNJATA
making bad decisions is my middle name
The dark look he receives from Maea is granted back with a hint of a smirk. Regardless, he pours the glass for Libbs while the pale woman speaks, snorting against the commentary. He has nothing to add, however, not as he goes to slide the glass toward Libbs and Maea takes his own advice and uses it against him. Steel eyes follow her with a smirk, a narrowing of his gaze briefly as he focuses on her intently. “Do you always have to prove me wrong?” He asks, voice a quiet hum of a purr.He’s distracted enough to not notice Harper at first. And when he turns his head to see who’s joined them, they widen a fraction – all the playfulness gone. Instead, he clears his throat and grabs a glass to fill for Harper – having absolutely zero idea what’s gone on between Libbs and Harper, only knowing what he knows of the man.
But before he has a chance to do this as well, Libbs is crawling over the bar toward him and Sunjata steps back with a bark of laughter. “What the fuck are you doing?” He asks, voice laced with amusement, a grin crossing his face as he hears her whisper. And oh, no no no. He can’t push Harper away with this beautiful information. He grabs the glass and slides it over toward Harper, leaning along the bar with a brilliant grin sent his way.
“Harper.” He begins, voice a deep rumble. “You’ve met my friend Libbs, yeah?” He asks, a twinkle of mischief in his eye.
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.
