SUNJATA
the flood
The table is flipped over and Sunjata’s steel gaze lands back on Aamu, a bit of pride and accomplishment fanning over his face as he asks what he can do for the man. And there’s a hint of surprise when the answer comes, the smile that’s apologetic has Sunjata shaking his head. “Oh, yes! That’s correct.” He chimes, slipping over toward the bar now, gesturing for Aamu to take a seat or stand on the other side, while he fumbles around beneath the bar for a glass and a shot of something both to reward himself for fixing the table and to also smooth out everything that was about to happen.
“Out of curiosity, which one were you planning on using?” His head tilts toward Aamu as he pours a shot for himself, leaving it open in case Aamu wanted any. He knows it doesn’t affect Ascended, but some still enjoyed partaking in it. He throws the shot back, settling on the other side of the bar and letting his gaze dance along Aamu briefly before focusing on other things. If Aamu looked closely he’d absolutely see the threading of silvery scars along his neck, over tattoos, tucked down under his shirt, a few that dotted his wrist – the space Sunjata’d likely be offering, the most business of them all.
“Out of curiosity, which one were you planning on using?” His head tilts toward Aamu as he pours a shot for himself, leaving it open in case Aamu wanted any. He knows it doesn’t affect Ascended, but some still enjoyed partaking in it. He throws the shot back, settling on the other side of the bar and letting his gaze dance along Aamu briefly before focusing on other things. If Aamu looked closely he’d absolutely see the threading of silvery scars along his neck, over tattoos, tucked down under his shirt, a few that dotted his wrist – the space Sunjata’d likely be offering, the most business of them all.
you ain't gotta hurt no more, didn't you hear? the war's over
just don't look behind that door, you don't wanna get that much closer
just don't look behind that door, you don't wanna get that much closer
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.
