SuNjATA
the flood
A snort leaves Sunjata as Korbin begins to relax. “You didn’t ask.” He offers, shooting a look toward Korbin that results in a quiet huff of laughter. “Eighteen, to my twenty-seven.” A bounce of his brow to that, almost another quiet explanation that Sunjata had been through quite a lot like Korbin had, the experience in all those years of the shit that’d occurred to him in the past that he used to help show Korbin that other people had it pretty bad too. But that’s behind the thought, anyway.
Still, he glances back toward the sky as Korbin settles a bit more – back to his grumbling mess of words that Sunjata can’t help but huff to. “No? You’d rather it try to kill people first before they get to enjoy the nice parts?” He questions into the air. “I’ve spent a bit of time covered in blood in Halo.” He rumbles a bit offhandedly, frowning as he focuses on the stars in the sky, wondering if two of them were Adam and Peter in the distance. “But suit yourself.”
Still, he glances back toward the sky as Korbin settles a bit more – back to his grumbling mess of words that Sunjata can’t help but huff to. “No? You’d rather it try to kill people first before they get to enjoy the nice parts?” He questions into the air. “I’ve spent a bit of time covered in blood in Halo.” He rumbles a bit offhandedly, frowning as he focuses on the stars in the sky, wondering if two of them were Adam and Peter in the distance. “But suit yourself.”
get a load of this trainwreck
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.
