SUNJATA
A nod is granted to the comment about Lusea, having wished that more people had gotten to see the flame that had changed his life. As it stood right now, the few that did simply were witnesses in Sunjata’s explanation that yes she had been real. And that was that. But a knowing look is sent toward the Alchemist as he announces he has commitment issues and the comment Remi gives. He can’t help but to snort.
The term Northaven has him shrugging lightly, leaning back to drag from the cigarette with a quiet sigh. “Phoebe’s view on marriage and relationships were similar to Korofi.” He explains with a curl of his lip in distaste. “Though for us nobles it was arranged so it was a bit different than what she thinks on it. ’To make the strongest offspring and continue the bloodline.’” There’s a roll of his eyes to that. But he focuses on Remi instead, at the idea of his and Ronin’s off limits changing.
“And what did you consider off limits before?” He lifts the glass to his lips, watching curiously.
The term Northaven has him shrugging lightly, leaning back to drag from the cigarette with a quiet sigh. “Phoebe’s view on marriage and relationships were similar to Korofi.” He explains with a curl of his lip in distaste. “Though for us nobles it was arranged so it was a bit different than what she thinks on it. ’To make the strongest offspring and continue the bloodline.’” There’s a roll of his eyes to that. But he focuses on Remi instead, at the idea of his and Ronin’s off limits changing.
“And what did you consider off limits before?” He lifts the glass to his lips, watching curiously.
i no longer know if i wish to drown myself
in love, vodka, or the sea
in love, vodka, or the sea
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.
