SUNJATA
the flood
He can’t help but to smirk at Jack once Seven has landed on his shoulders. “I think I’ll encourage her all I want.” It’s a playful trill while he orders the drinks and sits at the bar, hand raised to scratch against more of her as she rubs against his cheek. He’s quite content like this, the panther within him breaking out a bit as the black fur expands along his neck and his shoulders to give her something to knead against instead of his skin. “Ah, yeah that sounds about right.” He says flashing Jack a small half grin.
The drinks are given, some smoky whiskey that comes in a rather tall glass, while Sunjata focuses on Jack again. “She is perfect.” He hums, huffing a quiet laugh, head tilting to whichever shoulder she’s picked. “Back in the Grounds I used to feed the strays. Something about having a feline shift makes it feel more comfortable to have them around. They hate Haai though, for obvious reasons.” Half the time they didn’t know what to make of the griffin. The bird portion alluring and wanting to chase, the wolf portion enough to want to run away, so much like a dog in that way.
He lifts the glass and takes a deep sip from it before setting it on the counter. “Is she coming on the ship with you the next time you go out?”
The drinks are given, some smoky whiskey that comes in a rather tall glass, while Sunjata focuses on Jack again. “She is perfect.” He hums, huffing a quiet laugh, head tilting to whichever shoulder she’s picked. “Back in the Grounds I used to feed the strays. Something about having a feline shift makes it feel more comfortable to have them around. They hate Haai though, for obvious reasons.” Half the time they didn’t know what to make of the griffin. The bird portion alluring and wanting to chase, the wolf portion enough to want to run away, so much like a dog in that way.
He lifts the glass and takes a deep sip from it before setting it on the counter. “Is she coming on the ship with you the next time you go out?”
did you get out all of that angry passion?
is it still formin'? Has it started to torture you?
is it still formin'? Has it started to torture you?
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.
