don't you know i'm no good for you?
Well, he had been last of the pack, in no position to make recommendations or orders to prevent them from getting close. Peter had already neared the dragon when he had stepped into the cavern. So perhaps, perhaps Sunjata thinks that if he were ahead of them all that it would be different. Regardless. He offers a nod to the drink, not giving in when his emotions were already so volatile.
And Loren refuses to look at him, which only makes his jaw clench further until the bone aches and he loosens his mouth with a heavy sigh, reaching up to rub at his temple. “For the love of Safrin, Loren.” He says somewhat exasperated, clearly drunk as his hand falls back to the top of the bar and he reaches for the pack of smokes in his pocket, not caring if Loren didn’t like the smell or to take it outside. A few heartbeats pass, silence, before Sunjata lights his and stares at the mug on the table top. “She made me promise the same.” A quiet admittance with a hoarse voice before he shakes his head again and takes a deep drag. “But if you ever even think about trying it again all I ask is that it’s not in front of her.” He stares at the smoke curling in the air, stares at the embers crackling at the end of the cigarette. “Please.”
And Loren refuses to look at him, which only makes his jaw clench further until the bone aches and he loosens his mouth with a heavy sigh, reaching up to rub at his temple. “For the love of Safrin, Loren.” He says somewhat exasperated, clearly drunk as his hand falls back to the top of the bar and he reaches for the pack of smokes in his pocket, not caring if Loren didn’t like the smell or to take it outside. A few heartbeats pass, silence, before Sunjata lights his and stares at the mug on the table top. “She made me promise the same.” A quiet admittance with a hoarse voice before he shakes his head again and takes a deep drag. “But if you ever even think about trying it again all I ask is that it’s not in front of her.” He stares at the smoke curling in the air, stares at the embers crackling at the end of the cigarette. “Please.”
i've learned to lose, you can't afford to
SUNJATA
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.
