SUNJATA
isn't it funny?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
There’s a slight dip of his head given toward Loren at the comment. Yes, right now, because it seems as though Loren had taken up the drinking binges that Sunjata was used to as of late. Still, he watches as Loren puts the flask away, watches as he smirks and crosses his arm, and tells him he’s selfish? A bark of laughter leaves his throat, the words not hurting as though they may have intended to.
“Oh good, not a martyr anymore?” He asks, nearing Loren a small amount, a smirk crossing his face. “Just… A selfish bar owner that doesn’t know what he wants?” An avian tilt of his head, referencing their earlier conversations. “I think you have a tendency of sticking your nose into places it doesn’t belong and getting upset when people don’t thank you for it.” Haai at this point has followed the Luxere away from the two on the sandbar, guiding her friend toward a bit safer sands.
“Oh good, not a martyr anymore?” He asks, nearing Loren a small amount, a smirk crossing his face. “Just… A selfish bar owner that doesn’t know what he wants?” An avian tilt of his head, referencing their earlier conversations. “I think you have a tendency of sticking your nose into places it doesn’t belong and getting upset when people don’t thank you for it.” Haai at this point has followed the Luxere away from the two on the sandbar, guiding her friend toward a bit safer sands.
if we could light up the room with pain,
we'd be such a glorious fire
we'd be such a glorious fire
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.
