better get to diggin' while my body's getting cold.
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
His gaze rises to Neron as he turns to face him, listening, a soft hum of a laugh leaving his throat in a plume of smoke before Neron brings the mood down, not that the Flood can blame him. After all, what he says was Sunjata’s biggest fear. He thinks of Nate, of their promise for forever which seems just as unlikely as the rest of his relationships, and his jaw tightens too.
He looks down to the ashtray, flicking more ash down into it, watching it flutter as it lands in the pile. “Even if it is, don’t you want to go down fighting?” He asks, slowly lifting his gaze back to the Launceleyn. “And luckily for you I have all my shifts and Frey magic now, so, I suppose in the efforts of being a good boss trying to retain his employees, you can stock up.” He offers, arms settling on the bar as he puts out the cigarette and raises a brow toward the other man.
He looks down to the ashtray, flicking more ash down into it, watching it flutter as it lands in the pile. “Even if it is, don’t you want to go down fighting?” He asks, slowly lifting his gaze back to the Launceleyn. “And luckily for you I have all my shifts and Frey magic now, so, I suppose in the efforts of being a good boss trying to retain his employees, you can stock up.” He offers, arms settling on the bar as he puts out the cigarette and raises a brow toward the other man.
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.
