// got a feeling in your stomach 'cause you know that it's comin' for ya
leave your flowers and grieve, don't forget what they told ya //
leave your flowers and grieve, don't forget what they told ya //
He feigns a bit of exasperation at Ronin’s words, before it melts into something of amusement — holding the beam just enough that Ronin would be able to hammer some nails in. And unsurprisingly, it doesn’t take long, Sunjata stepping away to rummage through a box for some water proof canvas of sorts that they’d be able to ‘patch’ the rest of the work with to get a better seal.
Turning with the roll of canvas in his hands, his dark brows raise toward Ronin. “A contract?” Huffing a bit of laughter he steps over to grab the edge of it to poke the nail through so they’d be able to nail it into place. “I’m far more concerned now if it involves a contract.” He splays his good hand out toward Ronin with a grin, a cock to his head as if he’s saying ‘hammer?’ “Is it just us? Who’s all coming?”
Turning with the roll of canvas in his hands, his dark brows raise toward Ronin. “A contract?” Huffing a bit of laughter he steps over to grab the edge of it to poke the nail through so they’d be able to nail it into place. “I’m far more concerned now if it involves a contract.” He splays his good hand out toward Ronin with a grin, a cock to his head as if he’s saying ‘hammer?’ “Is it just us? Who’s all coming?”
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.
