don't you know i'm no good for you?
Rolling his eyes, it’s the last thing Sunjata can do because before he knows it the door is between them and he’s tugging while Amun is shouldering the metal, only to have it dislodge from something and open up. The second that Amun passes through him and his body feels all tangly, he huffs a sigh that sounds like he’s trying to catch his breath, runs a hand through his hair as he glances back toward Amun and finds himself rolling his eyes again.
“Feels like when your leg falls asleep and you stand on it.” He grumbles, pursing his lips a moment, the scar on the side of his cheek tugging with the movement before he shudders as well and shakes his head with a sigh. “Not exactly my idea of fun.” He can’t help the slight laugh that leaves him this time as he turns away from Amun to the interior of the mound. “What did you find?”
“Feels like when your leg falls asleep and you stand on it.” He grumbles, pursing his lips a moment, the scar on the side of his cheek tugging with the movement before he shudders as well and shakes his head with a sigh. “Not exactly my idea of fun.” He can’t help the slight laugh that leaves him this time as he turns away from Amun to the interior of the mound. “What did you find?”
i've learned to lose, you can't afford to
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.
