SuNJATA
the flood
He doesn’t even spend a heartbeat as he nods sharply. “Yes.” He has no other reason to believe otherwise, and given Jack’s magic, Sunjata easily sends the past few interactions over. Of Nate admitting that he’d felt wrong after meeting Safrin, after going to the Grounds for LongNight and Adam telling him he’d come home… Only, he hadn’t. They’d gotten back early and his husband was still missing. As for Hotaru, though, this does spark a hint of a smile on his face. “She’s not. She’d just come back, though, so I was hoping to send her to Halo.” Shaking his head he puts the cigarette out. “Doubt she wants to go given the… All of it I guess.”
As for the Notice Board, though, his gaze lifts and he peers at Jack with the realization. “What would we put?” They’d need to be smart about it, seeing as something tells him Shaju would be able to sniff out a trap. But if it was only him that greeted his father – a trade of sorts, him for Nate, would that be enough? Could it be enough?
As for the Notice Board, though, his gaze lifts and he peers at Jack with the realization. “What would we put?” They’d need to be smart about it, seeing as something tells him Shaju would be able to sniff out a trap. But if it was only him that greeted his father – a trade of sorts, him for Nate, would that be enough? Could it be enough?
rely a bit too heavily on alcohol & irony
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.
