lions sit in solemn lines, drinking gin and dropping lines
Is there some sort of amusement that Sunjata gets when his words register, wake the man, and watch as he sputters awake? Probably. It curls the corners of his lips as he takes his sip, setting the glass down as Finn stares at his notes – something Sunjata doesn’t look at. The apology is easily shrugged off, after all – he had surprised the man by simply arriving and sitting unannounced other than the words he’s uttered.
The question of have they met? The smirk remains as he watches Finn’s face. “Nope, we haven’t.” He rumbles, turning to look more fully at the other man. “Sunjata Senzaok. And you are?” There’s a tilt of his head, an air of confidence surrounding him as he tries to clean more about this man, how similar yet not similar he looks to Sunjata’s boss, his Governor – trying to pick him apart.
The question of have they met? The smirk remains as he watches Finn’s face. “Nope, we haven’t.” He rumbles, turning to look more fully at the other man. “Sunjata Senzaok. And you are?” There’s a tilt of his head, an air of confidence surrounding him as he tries to clean more about this man, how similar yet not similar he looks to Sunjata’s boss, his Governor – trying to pick him apart.
wasting beats in this heart of mine
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.
