SUNJATA
making bad decisions is my middle name
He can’t answer Maea as everything happens, but he filters it away to bring up later should he get a chance. And as the chaos unfolds beside him, he grins to Harper as the man plays back. “Mmm, I might have an idea.” He tips a wink to Harper, prepares to haul Libbs up to talk to him. He only catches the tail end of something about a lighter and he raises a brow at her with a positively feline grin.But Libbs rises from the back of the bar, greeting Harper quietly, and Sunjata can’t help but to writhe in the chaos. Sure, she’d give him hell for it, but it’s only fair. He leans toward her ear, then. “C’mon, you got this kid.” It’s a brief whisper, before he winks to Harper, and turns his attention back to Maea, sliding Libbs’ drink over toward her.
Gods knew she’d need it.
“Now where were we?” He asks Maea, a smirk hinting at his lips, listening in on what’s happening beside him.
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.
