i'll put all my pieces back together where they belong, and i'll say
“True.” Sunjata agrees with a softer edged laugh, a slight roll of his shoulders as he follows through with the direction Ronin’s picked. He quiets down again, scanning the mirrors as they pass by to watch his shape turn into a number of different things, when Ronin’s question hits him with a bit of surprise. Because it’s true, he hadn’t been looking for it, but not because he didn’t want kids.
They keep walking in the direction toward the sudden entrance of the maze while he speaks. “I wasn’t really. I was more terrified of being a father like mine that I didn’t want to give myself the chance.” Though as everyone had told him, that deep fear of his was ridiculous – he’d never be the monster his father was. “Aside from that, back home, it was expected of me to continue the line.” He shrugs, stilling when they reach the end and Ronin’s oh is exactly what’s on Sunjata’s mind.
“All my fear about it sort of disappeared when Ria came home and I looked at her and realized there was no fucking way I was the monster I thought I’d be.” Casting a glance over to Ronin he shrugs, before the dragon wings unfurl from his back. “And with the twins we just thought… I don’t know, I couldn’t just leave them there when I could help.” It’s awkward for him to talk about it, as if he thinks that Ronin wouldn’t understand when the Huntsman likely understood more than most what it meant for the Flood. “But, I guess we’re done at the mirror maze. Care to fly back with me?” An eyebrow bounces with a hint of mischief and he nudges his friend with his elbow.
They keep walking in the direction toward the sudden entrance of the maze while he speaks. “I wasn’t really. I was more terrified of being a father like mine that I didn’t want to give myself the chance.” Though as everyone had told him, that deep fear of his was ridiculous – he’d never be the monster his father was. “Aside from that, back home, it was expected of me to continue the line.” He shrugs, stilling when they reach the end and Ronin’s oh is exactly what’s on Sunjata’s mind.
“All my fear about it sort of disappeared when Ria came home and I looked at her and realized there was no fucking way I was the monster I thought I’d be.” Casting a glance over to Ronin he shrugs, before the dragon wings unfurl from his back. “And with the twins we just thought… I don’t know, I couldn’t just leave them there when I could help.” It’s awkward for him to talk about it, as if he thinks that Ronin wouldn’t understand when the Huntsman likely understood more than most what it meant for the Flood. “But, I guess we’re done at the mirror maze. Care to fly back with me?” An eyebrow bounces with a hint of mischief and he nudges his friend with his elbow.
god, i'm a mess
SUNJATA
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.
