take it straight to the vein, do what you're afraid to
The voice from the back of the store where the man works is enough to distract Sunjata, casting a glance over the shelves (thanks to his height) to peer behind and see what’s happening. The man’s hard at work, but luckily for the Flood, the item he’s interested in isn’t one that needs to be crafted. So he continues his perusing, alongside glasses with etched marks, different colored hues reaching up from the bases like tendrils.
At least, until he hears a familiar enough voice, one that has him freezing a fraction despite the laugh and surprising enough warmth that comes from Noah. So he turns toward VI’s demigod to acknowledge him, unsure how exactly to answer. ’Well I’m not welcome anywhere else. Not here really either, but nobody’s chased me out with pitchforks.’ So he settles for something simpler. “I don’t end up here often these days, so that’s fair.” He rumbles, offering Noah a polite smile, one that tugs on the scar on the side of his face.
“You’re a long way away from Halo, yourself.” He offers quietly, plucking a piece of glassware from the shelf to inspect it better, still listening for Noah’s answer.
At least, until he hears a familiar enough voice, one that has him freezing a fraction despite the laugh and surprising enough warmth that comes from Noah. So he turns toward VI’s demigod to acknowledge him, unsure how exactly to answer. ’Well I’m not welcome anywhere else. Not here really either, but nobody’s chased me out with pitchforks.’ So he settles for something simpler. “I don’t end up here often these days, so that’s fair.” He rumbles, offering Noah a polite smile, one that tugs on the scar on the side of his face.
“You’re a long way away from Halo, yourself.” He offers quietly, plucking a piece of glassware from the shelf to inspect it better, still listening for Noah’s answer.
the flood
don't show them your pain, show them who it made you
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
