SUNJATA
high as hell, feeling fine
nothing bad but nothing kind
nothing bad but nothing kind
A hum of agreement is given to Loren to that, a ghost of a smirk crossing his face before he takes the bow and it fades among with the rest of the feelings panging through him, shutting it off and shutting it down before it can get to be too much. Distracted soon after when Loren’s hand is on his shoulder – steel gaze flickering up to meet the summoner’s face, putting the bow on the seat beside him.
“I just kind of expect it anymore.” He shrugs, lifting the glass and tearing his gaze from Loren. “Easier that way.” He shakes his head a small amount, hand lifting to rub against his neck – ghosting over bites and what not before it drops again to the table. “Lots to be distracted with at the very least. What have you been doing?” To cope, to deal.
“I just kind of expect it anymore.” He shrugs, lifting the glass and tearing his gaze from Loren. “Easier that way.” He shakes his head a small amount, hand lifting to rub against his neck – ghosting over bites and what not before it drops again to the table. “Lots to be distracted with at the very least. What have you been doing?” To cope, to deal.
not a word from me
at least nothing you would mind
at least nothing you would mind
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.
