SuNJATA
the flood
A chuckle reverberates from his chest at her comment. Oh, it absolutely was a way to talk to women, and he hardly realizes it half the time he slips back into it. She doesn’t seem to mind, however, and he smirks as he reaches for her, fingers light and ticklish on pale skin as she writhes beneath his movements.
She calls for Haai, and the griffin yawns with a sleepy whine from her den, head flopping out of it as she puffs a bit of smoke out at them. And Sunjata chuckles lightly, steel eyes crinkling as he focuses on her and shifts back to where he hovers over her a small amount, aiming to pin her there. “She seems to think it’s a battle you can handle on your own.” He drawls, head tilting avianlike with a look that seems to say ’can you?’ All arrogance and confidence.
She calls for Haai, and the griffin yawns with a sleepy whine from her den, head flopping out of it as she puffs a bit of smoke out at them. And Sunjata chuckles lightly, steel eyes crinkling as he focuses on her and shifts back to where he hovers over her a small amount, aiming to pin her there. “She seems to think it’s a battle you can handle on your own.” He drawls, head tilting avianlike with a look that seems to say ’can you?’ All arrogance and confidence.
rely a bit too heavily on alcohol & irony
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
