SUNJATA
high as hell, feeling fine
nothing bad but nothing kind
nothing bad but nothing kind
A sky boat is something that absolutely intrigues Sunjata, even if it doesn’t show. He stands on the cliffs of Aumakua with a few Torchers, prepping whatever was needed for this sky boat to dock into albeit temporarily. Haai stands at his other side, awaiting for what could come, a piece of fabric in her jaws that’s not white, but yellow instead. One that when the briefest glimpse of the ship comes into view Haai takes to the sky close to Sunjata, waving that little yellow flag as she flies in circles.
Sunjata, himself, keeps his face neutral (or sad, however Ronin would perceive it) about the only thing he can do right now with his still healing wounds and a scar that travels up half his face. His arms are crossed and a jacket sits around him, light to repel the rain should it come, but still just warm enough to keep him that perfect furnace temperature.
“It’s coming in.” He informs the Torchers who back away from their makeshift docking, Sunjata’s gaze expectantly turning to the sky boat, awaiting his best friend within it.
Sunjata, himself, keeps his face neutral (or sad, however Ronin would perceive it) about the only thing he can do right now with his still healing wounds and a scar that travels up half his face. His arms are crossed and a jacket sits around him, light to repel the rain should it come, but still just warm enough to keep him that perfect furnace temperature.
“It’s coming in.” He informs the Torchers who back away from their makeshift docking, Sunjata’s gaze expectantly turning to the sky boat, awaiting his best friend within it.
not a word from me
at least nothing you would mind
at least nothing you would mind
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.
