i try to keep it in line, maybe i'm just not the one
There’s a chuckle that leaves him as she tells him not to waste heralds time. A light smirk crossing his face as he takes the bird from Melita to prep it and attach it to the stick to hover the both of them over the flame once they’re fully prepared. “Me? Never.” He flashes a smirk that shifts into a grin at Melita’s insinuation. “But I’m sure me being one of Safrin’s might not help in that matter. Might have to answer to my own herald about why I went.” A shrug to that, before he’s explaining guns and Korofi.
And his gaze flickers to her when she talks of Adam, a pang in his gut at hearing about his lost friend. One Sunjata had a hand in losing, the reason for it. So he swallows hard, lip curling slightly in a frown but he nods nonetheless. And nods again when she asks him if he was good with them. “I was.” A quiet answer at first before he leans back to look at the sky briefly, gaze drifting back to Melita after a moment. “I started training with them when I was eleven.” And he’d used them, from eleven until he’d come here. A grand total of fifteen years.
And his gaze flickers to her when she talks of Adam, a pang in his gut at hearing about his lost friend. One Sunjata had a hand in losing, the reason for it. So he swallows hard, lip curling slightly in a frown but he nods nonetheless. And nods again when she asks him if he was good with them. “I was.” A quiet answer at first before he leans back to look at the sky briefly, gaze drifting back to Melita after a moment. “I started training with them when I was eleven.” And he’d used them, from eleven until he’d come here. A grand total of fifteen years.
but you know i would
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.
