the blood you bleed is just the blood you owe
Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

Age: 34 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
Level: 15 - Strg: 76 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 75 - Luck: 79 - Int: 3
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when the world turns upside down, you should blame it on me
She tells him she’ll do her best, and really that’s all Sunjata can ask for. At the end of the day, so long as there was an attempt. He wouldn’t be around to ensure it, and part of that sinking feeling returns to his gut. Of making a mistake, of trying to do things differently, trying to figure himself out and what it is he wants to chase. Perhaps he’ll just focus more on work and go from there… See where the Advocates and portals take him at the end of the day as well as the devotion to his goddess.

But she distracts him from those darkening thoughts when she mentions it should be a J instead of a Y and Sunjata nods to that, smile brightening slightly. “Yes, exactly.” A quiet musing before he shifts a small amount, steel gaze flickering along her face once more. “You will.” He finally adds. He would write to her, not sure when or what about yet, but likely to check in and see how she’s doing. Likewise, he hopes she doesn’t delve too far into the darkness herself with him not around to try and make her the light to his own dark.

He focuses on her a small amount when she talks about Rae’s Fingers, and he purses his lips slightly as he considers it. “I can try.” He says, his usual favored term. “Though if I’m honest it seems like perfect work for the Advocates. It’s part of the reason I want to move it here.” He trails off, shaking his head before nearing her and placing a kiss to her cheek. “I’ll be careful.” And at least he truly means that.

But the light is fading and goosebumps drift along his skin. And he sighs quietly, trying to shift her out of his lap to get dressed again, to rip the bandaid off so to speak… To walk her back to the city or portal; wherever it is she wishes to go, before he starts to try and figure things out. He reaches down immediately to grab her dress for her, handing it to her with a bit more of a shadowed gaze.
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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.


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RE: the blood you bleed is just the blood you owe - by Sunjata - 03-03-2020, 09:02 PM

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