SUNJATA
i'm drowning in all these voices in the sea
and meeting all my vices in the ring
and meeting all my vices in the ring
There’s a rogue smile that crosses his face at her retort, aimed to be amusing and ridiculous all the same, pleased when he sees that it works. “Of course it does.” He replies a bit wryly, but there’s some amusement that still peeks through. Especially when he turns to her, his hand lifting to tug at a stray lock of red curls, a dark brow raising in his playful defiance. “Sounds like someone else I know.” He rumbles, before he turns back to his glass of water, to the pitcher, filling his glass again and then her own.
He sets the pitcher back down on the countertop, lifting his glass again to take a deep drink from it, before he’s focusing on Melita again and the bar that surrounds them. “What do you think about it?” He questions, tilting his glass a bit, fingers tapping along the side of it.
He sets the pitcher back down on the countertop, lifting his glass again to take a deep drink from it, before he’s focusing on Melita again and the bar that surrounds them. “What do you think about it?” He questions, tilting his glass a bit, fingers tapping along the side of it.
so step inside, i ain't afraid to bleed
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
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.
