// i came from a broken home, so look at all my broken bones
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
Sunjata takes a sharp inhale, whistling through his teeth as he agrees with that statement. “You didn’t even give me a chance to explain anything. Or, well, you did but it wasn’t real.” He murmurs before he shakes his head, looking back at the Bastion with a shrug. “I wanted to keep my family alive. And I got spurned by everyone except Frey, the Ascended, and the Voice.” He admits, rubbing at the bite mark in his forehead. “I didn’t want unnecessary deaths, but we all had no choice.” He murmurs.
At the end of the day, people were lost. Sunjata was alive, and yet not. And things happened and continued to happen and life moved on. Frey had helped, and it’s that stream of thought that has him looking over toward Isla with his own grin reflecting from Remi’s. “Actually, we can avoid the scolding.” He flashes a wink and a cloud forms above them, rain falling across the two of them, healing the wounds and washing away the blood.
At the end of the day, people were lost. Sunjata was alive, and yet not. And things happened and continued to happen and life moved on. Frey had helped, and it’s that stream of thought that has him looking over toward Isla with his own grin reflecting from Remi’s. “Actually, we can avoid the scolding.” He flashes a wink and a cloud forms above them, rain falling across the two of them, healing the wounds and washing away the blood.
the flood
// i'm the next, so get in line
just let me have my fucking time //
just let me have my fucking time //
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.
