SUNJATA
the flood
dreams where you're murdered
boy i know you heard it all before
boy i know you heard it all before
He wonders why the other man freezes a small amount, not making the connection from what Nate has told him. But he bypassed any of those thoughts as he focuses on the way Sam responds, the way his tone changes almost matter of factly. And he lets his eyes drink in the red haired man before him, trying to imagine him in any position like Nate had handled him in.
A smirk crossing his face, sly as a cat, his gaze narrows something on Sam. “Mm, so you’re ascended but with working parts?” His voice is a deep rumble of a purr as he eyes Sam once more, lifting the glass to his lips and downing the rest of it, waiting to see if he’s guessed correctly. Sam’s not his type, but he can play a bit longer at it — because why not?
A smirk crossing his face, sly as a cat, his gaze narrows something on Sam. “Mm, so you’re ascended but with working parts?” His voice is a deep rumble of a purr as he eyes Sam once more, lifting the glass to his lips and downing the rest of it, waiting to see if he’s guessed correctly. Sam’s not his type, but he can play a bit longer at it — because why not?
you shut your eyes to pain
boy then just lock the fuckin' door
boy then just lock the fuckin' door
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.
