SUNJATA
There’s a nod given back to Remi at the mention of the business, a somewhat coy smirk crossing his face, hinting at something feline beneath the exterior as he regards the Alchemist. “He plans on staying, yeah.” He agrees before a breathy laugh leaves him. “With me, that is.” A shrug to that before he shrugs with the rise and fall of tattooed shoulders to shift the conversation toward something else. A nod is given to Remi when he says he’ll keep an ear out as well, a combined effort on how to make things better in the long run.
But as Remi goes to stand, Sunjata does as well – wincing a small amount against the scrapes to his stomach and where the bandage rubs against it, before he grabs his own glass and the bottle, popping the cork back on it as his gaze flickers back up to Remi as he pauses. “Interrupt me whenever, Remi.” He rumbles with a light cheshire grin to that which falters a small amount at the mention of being a good one.
Some days it feels like he isn’t, but he’ll take it. “The ring’s here whenever you need it. Whether it’s punching a bag or a person.” A wink as he goes to turn away and slip under the ropes to head toward the little counter where he’d kept the alcohol and glasses.
But as Remi goes to stand, Sunjata does as well – wincing a small amount against the scrapes to his stomach and where the bandage rubs against it, before he grabs his own glass and the bottle, popping the cork back on it as his gaze flickers back up to Remi as he pauses. “Interrupt me whenever, Remi.” He rumbles with a light cheshire grin to that which falters a small amount at the mention of being a good one.
Some days it feels like he isn’t, but he’ll take it. “The ring’s here whenever you need it. Whether it’s punching a bag or a person.” A wink as he goes to turn away and slip under the ropes to head toward the little counter where he’d kept the alcohol and glasses.
we were young, dumb, taking our chance and making romance and breaking our promises
trying to be and failing miserably, but am i too late or hearts to your spades?
trying to be and failing miserably, but am i too late or hearts to your spades?
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.
