SUNJATA
Gods if this kid didn’t remind him of the ones in the Korofi resistance. Perhaps that’s why there’s little to no offense taken by the way he declines the offer, reiterating the fact that the city was boring. Fine, fair enough, Sunjata wasn’t much in the mood for pushing things either. So instead he nods, and nods again at the thank you for the smoke as Sunjata draws from his own. “Have a good night.” He offers easily, the armored partial shift fading back into his skin as he gets further away from Rigby, toward the city and toward home, hoping this time he didn’t get turned around.
He doesn’t know how he’d explain to himself getting lost and turned around a second time.
— FIN <3
He doesn’t know how he’d explain to himself getting lost and turned around a second time.
— FIN <3
we were young, dumb, taking our chance and making romance and breaking our promises
trying to be and failing miserably, but am i too late or hearts to your spades?
trying to be and failing miserably, but am i too late or hearts to your spades?
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.
