// dance me through the panic 'til i'm gathered safely in
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove //
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove //
It’s always been a strange sensation to go from being nervous about walking around within Stormbreak — what, with his ascended scars amongst the more brutal one that twists his face. But there’s something satisfying in it now, too. Because after the time spent here with Sohalia and now Lena, comfort spreads in the fact that he’s known for other things now rather than just the demigod that had betrayed a beloved Safrin.
Now, walking into the Hart he’s meet with recognition, easily casual and charming smiles offered to those that took note, before spotting Tal at the back. Petronella settles on his shoulders like the broadness of them is her throne, casually cleaning a paw while Sunjata orders a drink and meets him in the back, humming a quiet hi to Boreal before he slinks into the seat opposite of the courier.
And perhaps it’s because it’s with an air of playfulness (because nobody had fucked up with the gods as bad as Sunjata has so far), that he flashes Tal a grin of greeting before getting into the grit of it. “So.. What happened?” He asks, his steel gaze focused wholly on Talyson to drink up the story, even when he goes to take a sip of his whiskey.
Now, walking into the Hart he’s meet with recognition, easily casual and charming smiles offered to those that took note, before spotting Tal at the back. Petronella settles on his shoulders like the broadness of them is her throne, casually cleaning a paw while Sunjata orders a drink and meets him in the back, humming a quiet hi to Boreal before he slinks into the seat opposite of the courier.
And perhaps it’s because it’s with an air of playfulness (because nobody had fucked up with the gods as bad as Sunjata has so far), that he flashes Tal a grin of greeting before getting into the grit of it. “So.. What happened?” He asks, his steel gaze focused wholly on Talyson to drink up the story, even when he goes to take a sip of his whiskey.
dance me to the end of love
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.
