don't you know i'm no good for you?
The confirmation to Sunjata’s figure of speech, of how Safrin didn’t care for him much rolls off him with little care. Not in light of everything he’s learned today. So instead he focuses on the question he’s given the summoner, waiting for the answer even though it doesn’t satisfy him in the slightest. He sighs, drags from his cigarette and concedes to the bartender to get another mug.
The threat from Loren is met with a feathering of his lip as the bartender hands him a new drink. “Yeah well if you keep going on like you are I don’t find you much of a threat.” He manages before taking another deep drink of the mug. What number was it now? Already he was fuzzy, his accent far thicker now. “But don’t worry. She knows everything and still she’s staying.” He says offhandedly, things that he didn’t think Loren even knew, things Phoebe hadn’t known.
The threat from Loren is met with a feathering of his lip as the bartender hands him a new drink. “Yeah well if you keep going on like you are I don’t find you much of a threat.” He manages before taking another deep drink of the mug. What number was it now? Already he was fuzzy, his accent far thicker now. “But don’t worry. She knows everything and still she’s staying.” He says offhandedly, things that he didn’t think Loren even knew, things Phoebe hadn’t known.
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.
