no one's coming to save you, swing that sword that you made
It was kind of them. Kinder than he felt like he deserved — or maybe it was just their attempts to keep Sunjata from becoming too brittle under the weight of this impossible world Sunjata woke up to when the war ended. So he hums a soft agreement, having nothing else to add.
At least, until he brings up Varus and Sunjata nods. “There aren’t any Ascendeds left.” As far as he’d known. “Isla was the last before she became Ancient.” And a lot of that had been his doing, he thinks. Giving her a reason to want to feel things again.
But he’s scouted a drink and sips from it, relishing in the taste while he focuses on his question of Safrin, even if the thought of the starry goddess still made him want to bristle. To hear that she’s treated everyone well is something that Sunjata tuts his tongue to, turning to look at Ronin more fully. “Maybe she’s learned.” He shrugs, fully prepared to drag the goddess of the Stars name into the ground if ever given the chance.
She did kill him, after all. It’s only fair. “Is… uh… Do you know if Kamaria with her?” His voice, while steady, has a part that cracks ever so slightly, covered up with the clearing of his throat. He’d never gotten confirmation of it, nor has he been able to even go to the goddess and ask.
It wasn’t his place, even if he were her father. They’d parted on terrible terms and he’d never seen her again.
At least, until he brings up Varus and Sunjata nods. “There aren’t any Ascendeds left.” As far as he’d known. “Isla was the last before she became Ancient.” And a lot of that had been his doing, he thinks. Giving her a reason to want to feel things again.
But he’s scouted a drink and sips from it, relishing in the taste while he focuses on his question of Safrin, even if the thought of the starry goddess still made him want to bristle. To hear that she’s treated everyone well is something that Sunjata tuts his tongue to, turning to look at Ronin more fully. “Maybe she’s learned.” He shrugs, fully prepared to drag the goddess of the Stars name into the ground if ever given the chance.
She did kill him, after all. It’s only fair. “Is… uh… Do you know if Kamaria with her?” His voice, while steady, has a part that cracks ever so slightly, covered up with the clearing of his throat. He’d never gotten confirmation of it, nor has he been able to even go to the goddess and ask.
It wasn’t his place, even if he were her father. They’d parted on terrible terms and he’d never seen her again.
the flood
with the pain that they gave you, like the pain is gonna save you
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
