i bank on the funeral
“I do love punching people.” Sunjata comments with a slight smirk, brushing it off to focus on what Loren says next. The summoner sighs, and Sunjata leans back in the sand a bit more, huffing a quiet laugh to the sharp admission that Loren gives him. “So? They’re going to hate anyone that’s not them. They’re going to hate my bar when I put it in.” His gaze flits over to Loren. “So you need to find a Halovian that likes you and convince them. That’s how I plan to make the bar work. That and actually decent alcohol.” A rise and fall of his shoulders.
“Neron’s the one that owes me a favor, anyway.” His brow raises and a sly smirk crosses his face, waiting to see what Loren thinks of that.
At the mention of dark thoughts, however, Sunjata shrugs lightly once more. “I’ve learned to block it out.” He offers quietly. “Everyone’s gonna tell you how to live your life as if they know better than you do. But it’s not their life, is it? So fuck it.”
“Neron’s the one that owes me a favor, anyway.” His brow raises and a sly smirk crosses his face, waiting to see what Loren thinks of that.
At the mention of dark thoughts, however, Sunjata shrugs lightly once more. “I’ve learned to block it out.” He offers quietly. “Everyone’s gonna tell you how to live your life as if they know better than you do. But it’s not their life, is it? So fuck it.”
'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.
