SUNJATA
the flood
but am i too late? or hearts to your spades,
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?
if i don't suit you? then what do you want from me?
“If you didn’t I doubt you’d let me rule this place.” Sunjata huffs with a shrug, leaning back in an attempt to relax before he works his jaw, huffing a small laugh at the mention of a crisis. “We’ll see.” He isn’t counting on it, not when he and Nate are so close to the room as is. If there’s any steam that needs to be taken care of he’s positive the two of them can work it out.
After the war, though? Time would tell. For now, he empties his glass of water and dumps the powder sleep aid within it, adding some more water back in and picks up a spoon to stir it in. “I think a low profile right now is good enough for me.” He doesn’t need to be making any more waves, that is.
After the war, though? Time would tell. For now, he empties his glass of water and dumps the powder sleep aid within it, adding some more water back in and picks up a spoon to stir it in. “I think a low profile right now is good enough for me.” He doesn’t need to be making any more waves, that is.
so we're not written in the stars,
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything
but i'm okay with that. i'm okay with anything
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.
