SUNJATA
the flood
i'm nothing more than a page unwritten
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
He does offer a breathy chuckle to Amun’s initial response, ignoring it in favor for the comment of him not being worth the trouble. A challenging brow is raised toward Amun, unable to keep the amusement from his tone as he regards the Ascended. “I’ve heard I’m quite tempting.” He teases back. “A variety of shifts at my disposal.” Another playful wink sent toward Amun.
But he comments about being in the middle of trouble nowadays, and Amun’s bright grin reflects on Sunjata’s with further amusement. And he leans back when Amun finishes up the bandage, finding it secure enough that he can still move his arm without quite affecting the wound itself. “Depends on what you consider the right kind of trouble.” He offers with a raise of his brow, reaching up to brush a hand through his hair – something the potter might notice Maea had picked up from him. “What kind is the right kind to you Amun?”
But he comments about being in the middle of trouble nowadays, and Amun’s bright grin reflects on Sunjata’s with further amusement. And he leans back when Amun finishes up the bandage, finding it secure enough that he can still move his arm without quite affecting the wound itself. “Depends on what you consider the right kind of trouble.” He offers with a raise of his brow, reaching up to brush a hand through his hair – something the potter might notice Maea had picked up from him. “What kind is the right kind to you Amun?”
you win a lot, and you lose
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
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.
