Honestly, Sunjata doesn’t care about Amun’s reasoning. Doesn’t care what they possibly mean or anything of the sort. He doesn’t want to hear it, the wounds too fresh and he’s in far too much pain to put much stock in it. So he stands, shifting uncomfortably on his feet and leaning a small amount on Haai as she keeps herself pressed to his legs.
He snorts as Amun tells him to explain it to him. “[say]No offense, Amun. But I don’t know you.[/say]” He rumbles, teeth gritting against the idea. He’s met the man a total of… What, twice? He’s not going to delve any secrets or anything of that nature to this Ascended. He doesn’t know what Maea’s told him, doesn’t care about that either.
The question of what he’s done to avoid getting like that? He’s done everything. Shoved it down, kept it hidden, kept that leash tight on his temper. And it had worked, for a while – even when Phoebe had wrecked the bar, he hadn’t delved into it. “[say]I do what works.[/say]” He keeps a hold of his side, shifting again somewhat uncomfortably, but he can already feel the scabbing begin to shift and the slight seep of blood soak through the shirt he wears.
He snorts as Amun tells him to explain it to him. “[say]No offense, Amun. But I don’t know you.[/say]” He rumbles, teeth gritting against the idea. He’s met the man a total of… What, twice? He’s not going to delve any secrets or anything of that nature to this Ascended. He doesn’t know what Maea’s told him, doesn’t care about that either.
The question of what he’s done to avoid getting like that? He’s done everything. Shoved it down, kept it hidden, kept that leash tight on his temper. And it had worked, for a while – even when Phoebe had wrecked the bar, he hadn’t delved into it. “[say]I do what works.[/say]” He keeps a hold of his side, shifting again somewhat uncomfortably, but he can already feel the scabbing begin to shift and the slight seep of blood soak through the shirt he wears.
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.
