i bank on the funeral
Haai yips at the feeling of Astra’s hoof on her belly, but she hops up immediately to chase after the luxere – leaving sand in the wake of a flurry of paws and talons, wings flared to drag some of it with her, puffing out smoke in small howls of enjoyment. It’s a wonderful sight, and Sunjata can’t help the lightness he feels in his heart for it, the happiness of Haai from such a simple interaction of play.
But he’s finally standing beside the Launceleyn, speaking of moving in with Maea and Sunjata shrugs lightly as he focuses back on the summoner. “I figured as much.” He says with all the confidence from Maea’s and Loren’s own worries. “Nothing concrete though, if she doesn’t want that. But she stays with me now, so how different is it when she just… Comes here instead of the bar when she’s back from classes?” A rise and fall of his shoulders, a small smile crossing his face as he continues. “I… Took your advice. Of telling her.” He admits, perhaps a bit sheepishly.
However, Sunjata focuses on the space that the summoner looks to as well – the pool, reflected with rainbow stones and soon the flood lifts his gaze to the summoner to see the flush. Smirking lightly he shrugs to that. “Well, what’s not much?” He tries to pry, but if Loren doesn’t want to share, Sunjata won’t push him. At the mention of a boxing ring, he nods and rubs a hand along his arm briefly. “I am, yeah. In Haulani.” He offers Loren a smile.
But he’s finally standing beside the Launceleyn, speaking of moving in with Maea and Sunjata shrugs lightly as he focuses back on the summoner. “I figured as much.” He says with all the confidence from Maea’s and Loren’s own worries. “Nothing concrete though, if she doesn’t want that. But she stays with me now, so how different is it when she just… Comes here instead of the bar when she’s back from classes?” A rise and fall of his shoulders, a small smile crossing his face as he continues. “I… Took your advice. Of telling her.” He admits, perhaps a bit sheepishly.
However, Sunjata focuses on the space that the summoner looks to as well – the pool, reflected with rainbow stones and soon the flood lifts his gaze to the summoner to see the flush. Smirking lightly he shrugs to that. “Well, what’s not much?” He tries to pry, but if Loren doesn’t want to share, Sunjata won’t push him. At the mention of a boxing ring, he nods and rubs a hand along his arm briefly. “I am, yeah. In Haulani.” He offers Loren a smile.
'cause i learned all my lessons that way
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.
