SUNJATA
Melita’s pause grants Sunjata another huff of laughter, settling as he begins to move the feathers and the buckets to the side to make room for more knives so they could get to carving. “Only one of them?” He teases her back, settling into some sort of comfortable banter with the youth, pleased more and more that the young woman and his relationship is lighter… Better than it has been in quite some time.
Though of course it never keeps him from uttering that quiet laugh once more when she rolls her eyes and wrinkles her nose, the comment of ‘gross’ hitting her ears with a widely amused smirk. He half wonders if he should tell Melita about Nate and his little agreement, the marriage yet not quite a marriage, and wondering how she might take it – if she’ll think he’s just another passing fling, another face that’ll soon disappear.
It dies from his thoughts as she’s picking up a bucket and a knife, starting with the stomach and Sunjata follows through beside her to remove the entrails into the buckets, pausing to keep some of them separated for Haai and whatever else the griffin might want. “How are your Korofi lessons going?” He asks her while they work, steel gaze slipping over toward her with a raise of his brow.
Though of course it never keeps him from uttering that quiet laugh once more when she rolls her eyes and wrinkles her nose, the comment of ‘gross’ hitting her ears with a widely amused smirk. He half wonders if he should tell Melita about Nate and his little agreement, the marriage yet not quite a marriage, and wondering how she might take it – if she’ll think he’s just another passing fling, another face that’ll soon disappear.
It dies from his thoughts as she’s picking up a bucket and a knife, starting with the stomach and Sunjata follows through beside her to remove the entrails into the buckets, pausing to keep some of them separated for Haai and whatever else the griffin might want. “How are your Korofi lessons going?” He asks her while they work, steel gaze slipping over toward her with a raise of his brow.
we were young, dumb, taking our chance and making romance and breaking our promises
trying to be and failing miserably, but am i too late or hearts to your spades?
trying to be and failing miserably, but am i too late or hearts to your spades?
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.
