SUNJATA
so, collect your scars and wear 'em well
your blood's as good an ink as any
your blood's as good an ink as any
Luckily for Maeve, he can hear her, thanks to the earring in his ear that enhances the sound. He’s bobbed around a bit by the waves as the creatures give him a bit more space and he uses his orca tail to focus on heading toward the shallows a bit more, keeping his head easily above water. “Catching a swim before I head home.” In case it wasn’t clear, he hasn’t left and come back. It feels like he’s been in Torchline for an age when in reality, not much has changed.
His hairs a smidge longer and his beard is longer than when they’d last seen each other last week, and aside from that one arm that floats in the water is pale and clear of tattoos. The constellation on his chest is missing too as he faces Maeve more fully. “What are you doing out here?” He shoots back, an amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
His hairs a smidge longer and his beard is longer than when they’d last seen each other last week, and aside from that one arm that floats in the water is pale and clear of tattoos. The constellation on his chest is missing too as he faces Maeve more fully. “What are you doing out here?” He shoots back, an amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
go scratch your name into the clouds
and pull them all... d o w n
and pull them all... d o w n
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.
