SuNJATA
the flood
Things would’ve probably gotten along fine, until she declares him a nickname – one very specific one that he doesn’t let anyone call him, not anymore. Not after Lusea had departed once more. And he turns back to her, pausing before continuing to answer the rest of her questions, steel gaze narrowing. “If you’re going to give me a nickname, it’s Jata. Do not call me Sunny.” And once that’s taken care of, he begins to continue the pathway, half between ignoring her and willing to leave her out there all night on Remi’s porch.
But then she asks about an Arbiter. “It’s an…” He trails off with a huff, trying to recall what other people had called it, referred it as. “An officer? A guard? The top one, though.” He main one, there weren’t anyone else there yet. But the house comes into full view now, slipping past the slight fence to hear Haai howling from inside. He tells her to grab Nate’s attention from wherever the Ascended might be.
“There’s food inside.” He says simply, no courtesy other than the basic needs for the night, and then she can disappear for all he really cares.
But then she asks about an Arbiter. “It’s an…” He trails off with a huff, trying to recall what other people had called it, referred it as. “An officer? A guard? The top one, though.” He main one, there weren’t anyone else there yet. But the house comes into full view now, slipping past the slight fence to hear Haai howling from inside. He tells her to grab Nate’s attention from wherever the Ascended might be.
“There’s food inside.” He says simply, no courtesy other than the basic needs for the night, and then she can disappear for all he really cares.
love will save you, but it won't save me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
