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
Sunjata hadn’t been opposed to the idea of meeting Ludo – but it was more so what it represented that Sunjata had stayed wary of the god. So some semblance of common ground could be met between the two of them in regards to that particular herald.
Regardless, the Flood stands and peers over to the pool that Hadama had tossed the ice ball into, casting a glance back toward the Tidebreaker to hear his comment over temptation. And that’s certainly something Sunjata can understand as well, nodding his head in agreement before he steps away from the water’s edge to peer further into it, still watching the ice ball float around the top of it. “Still the same for me.” He admits, voice a touch curious over it. “A different part of the world, but still back home for me.” Instead of the skyscraper buildings he sees, he spies the bridges that span over the large, swollen rivers, the dreariness of the rain.
A thought occurs to him then and he turns to look back to Hadama with a raised brow. “I could try and lift the water and you could tell me what you see?” He can control quite an amount of it, and if it were still connected to the source Hadama was in right now, perhaps it would work well enough to give him some insight.
Regardless, the Flood stands and peers over to the pool that Hadama had tossed the ice ball into, casting a glance back toward the Tidebreaker to hear his comment over temptation. And that’s certainly something Sunjata can understand as well, nodding his head in agreement before he steps away from the water’s edge to peer further into it, still watching the ice ball float around the top of it. “Still the same for me.” He admits, voice a touch curious over it. “A different part of the world, but still back home for me.” Instead of the skyscraper buildings he sees, he spies the bridges that span over the large, swollen rivers, the dreariness of the rain.
A thought occurs to him then and he turns to look back to Hadama with a raised brow. “I could try and lift the water and you could tell me what you see?” He can control quite an amount of it, and if it were still connected to the source Hadama was in right now, perhaps it would work well enough to give him some insight.
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.
