// got a feeling in your stomach 'cause you know that it's comin' for ya
leave your flowers and grieve, don't forget what they told ya //
leave your flowers and grieve, don't forget what they told ya //
A snort slips from him, a shake of his head as he settles along the cloud again. “Gods Ronin, I don’t need to know everywhere.” A smirk crosses his face, watching as the pane falls out and hits him on the head. A hand moves to cover his face at the snicker that threatens to escape.
“All yours, huh?” A smirk crosses his face, a bit wider with that. “Sounds promising.” Comes the considering rumble, making a show of thoroughly thinking what all his means, before moving to slip off the cloud and grab a hammer to hand to the Star – lifting his hands to help hold a board into place so that Ronin might nail it in.
His gaze finds Ronin again at the mention of what to expect, mulling it over. “Only that promise?” A crooked grin crosses his face, leaning in to focus on Ronin with a conspirator’s gleam to his gaze. “I only ask that I’m not going to throw up trying to say my vows.” Hopefully that could be promised – Sunjata knowing where to limit himself when it came to trying not to spew.
“All yours, huh?” A smirk crosses his face, a bit wider with that. “Sounds promising.” Comes the considering rumble, making a show of thoroughly thinking what all his means, before moving to slip off the cloud and grab a hammer to hand to the Star – lifting his hands to help hold a board into place so that Ronin might nail it in.
His gaze finds Ronin again at the mention of what to expect, mulling it over. “Only that promise?” A crooked grin crosses his face, leaning in to focus on Ronin with a conspirator’s gleam to his gaze. “I only ask that I’m not going to throw up trying to say my vows.” Hopefully that could be promised – Sunjata knowing where to limit himself when it came to trying not to spew.
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.
