ransom notes keep falling out your mouth, mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs
speak no fear, no i don't believe you. you don't care a bit. you don't care a little bit.
speak no fear, no i don't believe you. you don't care a bit. you don't care a little bit.
It goes surprisingly well, the daggers making quick work of the things Nate needs him to. And despite the fact that it takes some time, Sunjata finds that their tasks finish at the same time. He flashes a quick grin to Nate, before glancing around to see how the others are doing — spotting Ronin’s astral projection and huffing a small snort. “You good Ronin?” He asks, a dark brow raising toward the Star, before he notices the shuffling of items in front of him and Nate.
He wipes the blades off quickly, placing them to the side as he goes to grab a piece of parchment to make a makeshift funnel, reaching for a bottle and popping it inside before his steel gaze lifts to Nate. “I’ll hold the bottle and you can pour them in?” The end comes out as a slight question, moving to tackle the funnel and bottles to keep both from falling apart and falling over.
Hopefully this part goes just as well, not wanting to get too cocky too soon.
Sunjata makes a small funnel to stick into the bottles for Nate to pour the filter parts into!
He wipes the blades off quickly, placing them to the side as he goes to grab a piece of parchment to make a makeshift funnel, reaching for a bottle and popping it inside before his steel gaze lifts to Nate. “I’ll hold the bottle and you can pour them in?” The end comes out as a slight question, moving to tackle the funnel and bottles to keep both from falling apart and falling over.
Hopefully this part goes just as well, not wanting to get too cocky too soon.
Sunjata makes a small funnel to stick into the bottles for Nate to pour the filter parts into!
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.
