pacific coast highway in the movies, you promised me sunshine, why's it gloomy?
That was more like it. Trades. He sips from the drink lightly, setting it down and spinning the glass a bit between his hands as Jack’s words reach him, a hum of a laugh leaving Sunjata with it as well. “That’s one word for it.” It seemed more than rough in some aspects, recalling his duties and what he’d been forced to do – to murder and thrive, write and enforce the laws back home, as backwards as they were. Guns in hand to take down any that opposed him, the floodwaters that swept in to take people out, where he’d nearly drowned when he was six years old after his father had tossed him in with the rest of the children, wondering if he’d survive.
Rough was one word for it.
So he takes another sip from the drink, a bit more of it this time to drown those particular memories out, turning to give Jack more of his attention. “I imagine for a price, perhaps.” He offers with a chuckle, a raise of a brow. While he didn’t have anything in mind, perhaps at some point he’d find out. No loss there, really, when everyone was landlocked for the most part anyway.
Rough was one word for it.
So he takes another sip from the drink, a bit more of it this time to drown those particular memories out, turning to give Jack more of his attention. “I imagine for a price, perhaps.” He offers with a chuckle, a raise of a brow. While he didn’t have anything in mind, perhaps at some point he’d find out. No loss there, really, when everyone was landlocked for the most part anyway.
we'll wait 'til the night to catch the moonbeam
SUNJATA
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.
