you go first, and i swear that i'll jump. born to kill, tiny slice of the throat //
“He’s saved my life multiple times, for starters.” The mud monster of Fiat Lux, the time he’d inhaled so much smoke from the time Apopo blew, when he’d been shot in the neck by Vai on accident, when the lava octopus in the tunnels of Torchline had left him with a gnarly, painful burn, the time he’d been sent just a few inches too far over the edge – Nate had grabbed on, tugged him back, given him a reason to stay. He heaves a quiet sigh, casts a glance back over to Noah. “He's been there for me when I fuck up, when I step over the line, when everyone else writes me off. He’s stepped in to protect me from those that want to use me.” To make him their blunt instrument. Nate’s stepped in, changed his course, and loved him unconditionally despite the flaws buried deep in Sunjata’s tattooed skin.
Isn't that enough?
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.