SUNJATA
high as hell, feeling fine
nothing bad but nothing kind
nothing bad but nothing kind
The comment from Loren clearly has Sunjata not thinking he understands. Perhaps it’s due to how hard the alcohol is hitting now but Sunjata lifts his gaze to look at Loren with a raised brow. “So what? When they’re older you explain why you are the way that you are. Apologize. Move on. Done.” The words tumble together, accent growing thicker. But as Loren downs the rest of the water, Sunjata downs the rest of his drink, pushing the glass away as he feels the pulse and hears Loren’s comment.
“You just can’t come to my house.” A chuckle leaves him. “I have a boxing ring in Haulani. Could just meet up there if you ever decide to slip away from your ice fortress.” He muses, running a hand through his hair. The alcohol begins to hit a bit harder now, gaze a bit glazed.
“You just can’t come to my house.” A chuckle leaves him. “I have a boxing ring in Haulani. Could just meet up there if you ever decide to slip away from your ice fortress.” He muses, running a hand through his hair. The alcohol begins to hit a bit harder now, gaze a bit glazed.
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.
