SuNjATA
the flood
He takes a long drag from the cigarette when it’s finally lit, reaching up to rub at his collarbone with tender fingers, feeling the bruises form beneath his knuckles and along the sharp edged bone there. “You’re gonna need it.” He replies a bit gruffly, turning a bit to better look at Korbin now that the steam has been lifted, now that he can see what sort of damage he’s done to the other man.
Part of him thinks good, he deserves it, but there that other part that understands the reason it started to begin with. So he inhales another breath of smoke, exhaling it slowly into the air as it curls around his nose.
Korbin’s sigh is met with a raise of his brow as he shifts his weight. “Don’t be.” He rumbles, hand moving in the air as if to explain that he didn’t really care in the long run. If he did care, however, that would be a different story. “I should be heading home, though. Sure you can find your way back to the portal?” He offers in a plume of smoke again, pausing ever so slightly as if Korbin might have something to say that would get him to stay.
Part of him thinks good, he deserves it, but there that other part that understands the reason it started to begin with. So he inhales another breath of smoke, exhaling it slowly into the air as it curls around his nose.
Korbin’s sigh is met with a raise of his brow as he shifts his weight. “Don’t be.” He rumbles, hand moving in the air as if to explain that he didn’t really care in the long run. If he did care, however, that would be a different story. “I should be heading home, though. Sure you can find your way back to the portal?” He offers in a plume of smoke again, pausing ever so slightly as if Korbin might have something to say that would get him to stay.
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.
