SUNJATA
isn't it funny?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
He doesn’t pay attention too much more, focusing on the papers and the notes – the drink that he sips from, mulling it over as he withdraws the pen from the paper, mulling over his thoughts. Then suddenly a drink is sat down, his gaze immediately lifting to spy the familiar woman – his friend, provided he still had those now. He chews on the inside of his cheek as her hand accompanies the papers, peering over them. It’s nothing interesting – just designs to reinforce places of Haulani here and there, make it more weatherproof, more beneficial.
Her smile surprises him, it almost confuses him, and he finds himself sitting back in the chair and setting the pencil down to rub at his chest. He can’t find it in him to give her a smile back, but he does shake his head to her joke with a small snort. “Gods no.” He hums, reaching for his glass to take a sip again, mulling it over. “Just looking for ways to help reinforce Torchline and all the places in between.” He admits, managing to flash a small smile her way.
“Are you preparing to take off with the Ark?” He asks, unsure how to go about saying that he probably should’ve come and seen her when he’d come back to life – that he should have assured her that there was little to nothing that she could do anyway when it came to the Trial, and that he was okay about it.
Except… Only two out of those three things even remain the same from when it occurred, because the Governor is definitely not fine right now.
Her smile surprises him, it almost confuses him, and he finds himself sitting back in the chair and setting the pencil down to rub at his chest. He can’t find it in him to give her a smile back, but he does shake his head to her joke with a small snort. “Gods no.” He hums, reaching for his glass to take a sip again, mulling it over. “Just looking for ways to help reinforce Torchline and all the places in between.” He admits, managing to flash a small smile her way.
“Are you preparing to take off with the Ark?” He asks, unsure how to go about saying that he probably should’ve come and seen her when he’d come back to life – that he should have assured her that there was little to nothing that she could do anyway when it came to the Trial, and that he was okay about it.
Except… Only two out of those three things even remain the same from when it occurred, because the Governor is definitely not fine right now.
if we could light up the room with pain,
we'd be such a glorious fire
we'd be such a glorious fire
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.
