SuNJATA
the flood
He sits as a bat along the Lighthouse, hanging upside down and watching the storms roll in. He doesn’t notice when Harper arrives, or anything else that happens. All he hears is the strumming of an instrument, a guitar from what it sounds like, and a few hums of verses here and there though it seems almost dampened, as if he can’t quite hear any of the words of what the person arriving says.
He shifts a small amount from his perch, craning his fuzzy dark head toward the direction of where he can see the man better, fully expecting the fact that Harper may or may not be sliding into the Lighthouse. To pray perhaps? Would he be intruding? He can’t quite tell, and so he waits – perhaps a bit eager for eavesdropping – before realizing that the man inside isn’t actually calling down Safrin.
So it’s an easy fit through the window of the lighthouse, to land on the edge of the windowsill where Safrin had been the last time he’d seen her, before shifting into himself and sits alongside the window sill with a tattooed arm resting on the stone beside him. “Not bad, Harper.” Comes the accented rumble, an easy smile given toward the other man.
He shifts a small amount from his perch, craning his fuzzy dark head toward the direction of where he can see the man better, fully expecting the fact that Harper may or may not be sliding into the Lighthouse. To pray perhaps? Would he be intruding? He can’t quite tell, and so he waits – perhaps a bit eager for eavesdropping – before realizing that the man inside isn’t actually calling down Safrin.
So it’s an easy fit through the window of the lighthouse, to land on the edge of the windowsill where Safrin had been the last time he’d seen her, before shifting into himself and sits alongside the window sill with a tattooed arm resting on the stone beside him. “Not bad, Harper.” Comes the accented rumble, an easy smile given toward the other man.
love will save you, but it won't save me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
