right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
“I figured you’d fill it in.” Sunjata mutters with a roll of his eyes, an exasperated sigh leaving him. It doesn’t last long, though, not as the real prospect of joining a different guild is on the table. He considers Amun for a moment longer, the cool hand on his shoulder, before he nods in some amount of understanding. “Then sure, I’ll give it a shot.” What’s the worst that could happen? He gets kicked out?
Wouldn’t be any different than how he is now, without a single guild going at all.
Either way, the stalls are in front of them and Sunjata’s asking about colors, and the second the answer leaves the other Ascended’s lips, he’s flipping through the swatches of fabric, the cooler tones on display. “Because you don’t sleep so your new sheets should at least be pretty to look at, hm?” He teases, casting a glance up toward Amun as he settles on an emerald green fabric with flares of golds and purples. “Am I wrong?”
Wouldn’t be any different than how he is now, without a single guild going at all.
Either way, the stalls are in front of them and Sunjata’s asking about colors, and the second the answer leaves the other Ascended’s lips, he’s flipping through the swatches of fabric, the cooler tones on display. “Because you don’t sleep so your new sheets should at least be pretty to look at, hm?” He teases, casting a glance up toward Amun as he settles on an emerald green fabric with flares of golds and purples. “Am I wrong?”
you're not who you were, but you can't let it go
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
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.
