SUNJATA
Sunjata offers a bit of a broader chuckle to the Alchemist, at least until she brings up the mention of Phoebe and it drifts away to something like a frown, his gaze shifting with it. “No, not it doesn’t.” He offers with a quiet sigh, a puff of smoke following after, the hollow taste on his tongue palpable as he thinks on it further. “I’m glad that whole mess is over, honestly.” He opens the palm of his hand to trace over the scar that remains there before he closes it again and looks up toward the sky.
The Ascended teeth comment, however, is met with a cough from Remi and some hint of awkwardness that Sunjata pointedly ignores. “Mmmhm.” Sunjata agrees quietly, tilting his head back to look at Remi with a quiet calculating gaze. “Want more whiskey?” He asks, lifting the bottle and nodding his head toward the glass.
The Ascended teeth comment, however, is met with a cough from Remi and some hint of awkwardness that Sunjata pointedly ignores. “Mmmhm.” Sunjata agrees quietly, tilting his head back to look at Remi with a quiet calculating gaze. “Want more whiskey?” He asks, lifting the bottle and nodding his head toward the glass.
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.
