don't you know i'm no good for you?
Sunjata takes a bit of his time situating the bag on one shoulder, waiting with his arms crossed along his chest for Amun to return, a set to his jaw of his discomfort that when the Potter does arrive, his shoulders slump a fraction – having not wanted to carve into the tomb with his dragon shift to rescue Amun from yet another cave-like prison. “Easy for you to say.” He mutters with a frown and a heavy sigh before he turns away toward the way they’d come from, pausing to let Amun catch up.
“I vote we fly back. It’s quicker. Want a ride?” He asks, casting a glance toward Amun as the scales of his dragon shift start to cross along his skin yet again.
“I vote we fly back. It’s quicker. Want a ride?” He asks, casting a glance toward Amun as the scales of his dragon shift start to cross along his skin yet again.
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.
