right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
“Sure, let’s go with that.” Sunjata huffs a small laugh, a roll of his eyes followed by the shrug of the shoulder that Amun gently punches. As for the word of advice, though, he huffs his own little annoyance, waving and batting off Amun’s wink with a sigh of his own. “They usually find out sooner or later. Didn’t have the perks in my case that most rich kids I’ve heard do.” He challenges, but he finds it a bit easier for the conversation to flow regardless.
Either way, he’s found all the bits and pieces needed, stepping to the side to negotiate with the weaver for the bedding, and once that’s done he turns back to Amun and leans against the pillar holding up the front of the stall. “I think it does, honestly. But, please let me know before expecting me to do anything about it.” He hums a soft laugh before pushing himself off the stall’s pillar, moving to clasp Amun on the shoulder. “Should be ready in a few days.”
Either way, he’s found all the bits and pieces needed, stepping to the side to negotiate with the weaver for the bedding, and once that’s done he turns back to Amun and leans against the pillar holding up the front of the stall. “I think it does, honestly. But, please let me know before expecting me to do anything about it.” He hums a soft laugh before pushing himself off the stall’s pillar, moving to clasp Amun on the shoulder. “Should be ready in a few days.”
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.
