the sea speaks a little more honestly
He supposes wine does go down slow and that it was likely a good option for those that didn’t want to immediately drown. Sunjata, however? He absolutely wanted to drown out everything. So the Flood always picked the harder ones. Either way, the glass is handed to him and he utters a quiet thank you to whomever had dropped it off, though his gaze remains on Thomas. “No? Why’s that?” He asks, flashing a rogue smirk. He’s genuinely curious, after all.
But he leans forward and clinks his glass with Thomas’, a huff of a breath leaves him as a laugh. “Thomas is fine.” He says quickly, not anticipating the need to call him anything else, at least not yet. “I’d introduce myself but it seems as though you already know who I am.” Everyone seemed to, at least. But Sunjata retreats back into the couch, taking a long drink of the whiskey to hide the amusement on his face.
But he leans forward and clinks his glass with Thomas’, a huff of a breath leaves him as a laugh. “Thomas is fine.” He says quickly, not anticipating the need to call him anything else, at least not yet. “I’d introduce myself but it seems as though you already know who I am.” Everyone seemed to, at least. But Sunjata retreats back into the couch, taking a long drink of the whiskey to hide the amusement on his face.
to those who are willing to drown
SUNJATA
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.
