SUNJATA
high as hell, feeling fine
nothing bad but nothing kind
nothing bad but nothing kind
Lorens response isn’t one that Sunjata particularly understands, and so he chuckles lightly with it before shaking his head a small amount. “I meant a bigger asshole that’s around a bit more often.” No fault of Loren’s that Sunjata lived in Torchline and the summoner stayed in Halo. “No, I found my bigger asshole. I’ll be fine.” His gaze drops to the glass again, lifting it to his lips to take another deep sip.
He listens when Loren responds to the next set of questions, focusing on the meaning within them before he sits back a small amount and shrugs. “Guilt is a harder burden to bear. I’m trying to get rid of mine.” But it was hard, when all he wanted to do was drown and burn in his failures, to lose himself every night and forget. But he can’t; not with the words shared between Nate and him. And so the guilt repeats, cycles again, and he tries to swallow it down.
He listens when Loren responds to the next set of questions, focusing on the meaning within them before he sits back a small amount and shrugs. “Guilt is a harder burden to bear. I’m trying to get rid of mine.” But it was hard, when all he wanted to do was drown and burn in his failures, to lose himself every night and forget. But he can’t; not with the words shared between Nate and him. And so the guilt repeats, cycles again, and he tries to swallow it down.
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.
