SuNjATA
the flood
He’d convinced both of them to swim somehow, and there’s a small little badge of pride that he wears with the ability to have accomplished that when the rest of the Grounds seemed to be having a difficult time. Sunjata had always liked Remi, but Ronin was the surprise — unsure. But they were far more similar than he’d anticipated, and with it he can’t help but to find and latch onto a certain kinship with the dark star.
The weather has been an added bonus, nice and warm and breezy enough, that Sunjata remains without a shirt — tattoos and scars on full display, boots left back at the shore, not worrying about the rest of his clothes because of even his partial shift. “I’m ready if you two are.” He hums, a bright grin crossing his face as he looks toward Remi and Ronin, before beginning his indulgence into the ocean.
The weather has been an added bonus, nice and warm and breezy enough, that Sunjata remains without a shirt — tattoos and scars on full display, boots left back at the shore, not worrying about the rest of his clothes because of even his partial shift. “I’m ready if you two are.” He hums, a bright grin crossing his face as he looks toward Remi and Ronin, before beginning his indulgence into the ocean.
would you run away with me?
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.
