SUNJATA
the flood
dreams where you're murdered
boy i know you heard it all before
boy i know you heard it all before
The bite and everything else too? Sunjata shifts a small amount closer to the bar, leaning down along it on his elbows as he scans Sam again, listening in consideration as the man continues on. But when he brings up Nate, his head tilts somewhat avianlike, a sudden kind of ‘oh shit’ going through him. Was this the man that Nate had been kicked out by?
But he’s playing the game, and he recovers smoothly as his lips curl into that very same smirk. “Half an experience…” He muses, recalling the glint of predatory awareness in Nate’s eyes, before Sunjata slides a bit closer toward Sam as though he’s telling him a secret. “Still doesn’t answer if you can handle me, though. He certainly did.” A crooked smirk to his lips at that. “Half an experience or not.” A rise and fall or tattooed shoulders. He absolutely doesn’t think Sam has what it takes to manhandle him, not the way Sunjata would prefer. But he still gives Sam the option.
But he’s playing the game, and he recovers smoothly as his lips curl into that very same smirk. “Half an experience…” He muses, recalling the glint of predatory awareness in Nate’s eyes, before Sunjata slides a bit closer toward Sam as though he’s telling him a secret. “Still doesn’t answer if you can handle me, though. He certainly did.” A crooked smirk to his lips at that. “Half an experience or not.” A rise and fall or tattooed shoulders. He absolutely doesn’t think Sam has what it takes to manhandle him, not the way Sunjata would prefer. But he still gives Sam the option.
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.
