SUNJATA
high as hell, feeling fine
nothing bad but nothing kind
nothing bad but nothing kind
Nate inspects it, and Sunjata can’t begin to imagine what the hell the object is. Instead, his brows furrow somewhat as he exhales, leaning a bit closer to try and inspect it and comment that he’s never seen anything like it — when Nate’s tapping it along his skin.
He doesn’t feel much other than perhaps the cold bite of the metal, but he steps back with the surprise of the cold. “Hey!” He says with a small laugh, hand reaching up to brush by where the man had touched — to find completely healed skin of a few of the marks Nate had given him. His eyes seek out Nate’s with surprise, all amusement fading with what it’s done. But he can’t see the scars where they’re placed, not without looking into a mirror or reflection. “Wait, Nate, are they gone?” He asks, hand dropping from his neck to reach for Nate’s hand with the device to peer at it again.
He doesn’t feel much other than perhaps the cold bite of the metal, but he steps back with the surprise of the cold. “Hey!” He says with a small laugh, hand reaching up to brush by where the man had touched — to find completely healed skin of a few of the marks Nate had given him. His eyes seek out Nate’s with surprise, all amusement fading with what it’s done. But he can’t see the scars where they’re placed, not without looking into a mirror or reflection. “Wait, Nate, are they gone?” He asks, hand dropping from his neck to reach for Nate’s hand with the device to peer at it again.
not a word from me
at least nothing you would mind
at least nothing you would mind
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.
