SUNJATA
clipped wings and you're the one holding the bone saw
now things are getting so out of control
now things are getting so out of control
He imagines it’s different, talking to someone who’s allegiance seemed to have changed overnight. It wasn’t the case, though. Safrin had lost him long before he’d taken Frey’s offer. So he meets the Tidebreaker’s gaze as he rolls a shoulder in a slight shrug. “I think had I realized, when I first got here, to call for which deity you wanted to see, I may have never been Safrin’s to begin with.” And what a lot of trauma and drama that would have saved him.
“I spoke to Frey the first time I went to a shrine, and then when I wished to attune I didn’t specify and Safrin came. And I stayed at her side because I felt as though I owed her.” He looks away from Hadama out over the water, tail moving idly in the waves of the lake. “Had it been Frey, perhaps I would have been more willing to become a demigod before I did. And it likely would have gone without all the… Rest of everything.” Because Safrin had tried and tried and tried, and given his previous mistakes with her it was denial after denial. Frey had simply offered him everything he’d wanted, or at the very least, the ability to try which was more than Safrin had given, too possessive over him to allow him to make his own mistakes.
“I spoke to Frey the first time I went to a shrine, and then when I wished to attune I didn’t specify and Safrin came. And I stayed at her side because I felt as though I owed her.” He looks away from Hadama out over the water, tail moving idly in the waves of the lake. “Had it been Frey, perhaps I would have been more willing to become a demigod before I did. And it likely would have gone without all the… Rest of everything.” Because Safrin had tried and tried and tried, and given his previous mistakes with her it was denial after denial. Frey had simply offered him everything he’d wanted, or at the very least, the ability to try which was more than Safrin had given, too possessive over him to allow him to make his own mistakes.
the spiraling starts and we can't pull up, our hands are tied together so,
on the way down, we make every moment count
on the way down, we make every moment count
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.
