right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
“Oh no. They carry other things.” Sunjata corrects swiftly, before letting his amusement falter a fraction on the memory of the past. He hands Amun the fabric the second he’s decided on a good mix of the two, gaze glancing over toward the merchant who could tell them how much the whole item would cost to get the pillow cases and bedding made of that material – and of course, what kind of shape and style he wanted them in. This was something the demigod would let Amun refer to.
Still, the gaudy comment has a laugh leaving him, a roll of his eyes as he sighs. “I was a rich kid that didn’t get to experience the rich kid atmosphere, okay? Let me have this.” He jests, sneaking out his elbow to nudge Amun’s side as the Ascended reaches out to pat his shoulder. “You’re welcome. I’m glad I could help, actually.” He pauses, flashing a smaller smile, something a hint more genuine in it than there was previously.
Still, the gaudy comment has a laugh leaving him, a roll of his eyes as he sighs. “I was a rich kid that didn’t get to experience the rich kid atmosphere, okay? Let me have this.” He jests, sneaking out his elbow to nudge Amun’s side as the Ascended reaches out to pat his shoulder. “You’re welcome. I’m glad I could help, actually.” He pauses, flashing a smaller smile, something a hint more genuine in it than there was previously.
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.
