don't you know i'm no good for you?
“It’s okay.” He begins, swallowing down his panic as the starbolt disappears. If anything, Sunjata should be the one apologizing. But she steps in, moving to close the door for Ronin, glancing around the room briefly before his gaze lands back on his friend. “I should’ve known, I’m sorry.” He apologizes instead. Taking a step forward to offer the basket of items. Inside, pastries and whiskey for the most part.
“That's fine. I’m one too.” And while his partial shift hasn’t left yet, he tilts a small amount to the side, revealing the burns that tore out his wing tattoo on his left shoulder. He moves a bit further in and turns his attention back to the room, memories swarming to the surface of his own time huddled away in his room for weeks on end. “Thought maybe you might want company…?” An open invitation.
“That's fine. I’m one too.” And while his partial shift hasn’t left yet, he tilts a small amount to the side, revealing the burns that tore out his wing tattoo on his left shoulder. He moves a bit further in and turns his attention back to the room, memories swarming to the surface of his own time huddled away in his room for weeks on end. “Thought maybe you might want company…?” An open invitation.
i've learned to lose, you can't afford to
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.
