// now we are hanging out in the backyard //
Not realizing that Flora didn’t know about Vai and all of that, he really hadn’t meant to derail the conversation from her feelings – and it’s with a small sheepish wince that he realizes she’d likely have more questions. So he offers a quiet nod, before pulling her in against his chest, letting her lean against him for however long she needed before her voice pipes up again and she looks up at him where he meets her gaze.
“There was… A lot.” He admits with a soft little laugh. “We were close, despite that being back when I was Safrin’s. Vai was like a mom to me and helped me during the Climb fever we all had and whatever else. She saved my life when I got struck by lightning.” Shrugging lightly, the basic explanation offered before he continues. “But then after all of that and I got healed, my dad arrived when the portals were still active and went fucking around. He broke my wing at first. Started spreading rumors to ruin my hold on Torchline as its Governor. And it worked.” Reaching up to brush a few stray strands of her blonde hair from her shoulder back behind her, Sunjata clears his throat and continues. “So we had the same accent and Vai was attacked by someone with the accent, and given nobody had seen him yet they just assumed it was me. I was trying to numb away the shadows at my house, thinking they weren’t real when Remi and Ronin showed up. It uh, felt really real. Even if it was just a dream. Took Jack’s magic and cooperation with me to get my father to come out of the shadows, even if it was after he fucking kidnapped Nate.” There’s a line of rage that blooms suddenly in the grimace to his lips, the twitch of the scar that almost feels like its burning with the memory. “Took a lot to keep your mother from getting involved too so she didn’t get taken as well.” Because back then they had been a trio, that had been before everything had happened with the fire at the Slagveld, and gods it felt like ages since.
“But Jack believed me. He helped me when I needed someone to believe me.”
“There was… A lot.” He admits with a soft little laugh. “We were close, despite that being back when I was Safrin’s. Vai was like a mom to me and helped me during the Climb fever we all had and whatever else. She saved my life when I got struck by lightning.” Shrugging lightly, the basic explanation offered before he continues. “But then after all of that and I got healed, my dad arrived when the portals were still active and went fucking around. He broke my wing at first. Started spreading rumors to ruin my hold on Torchline as its Governor. And it worked.” Reaching up to brush a few stray strands of her blonde hair from her shoulder back behind her, Sunjata clears his throat and continues. “So we had the same accent and Vai was attacked by someone with the accent, and given nobody had seen him yet they just assumed it was me. I was trying to numb away the shadows at my house, thinking they weren’t real when Remi and Ronin showed up. It uh, felt really real. Even if it was just a dream. Took Jack’s magic and cooperation with me to get my father to come out of the shadows, even if it was after he fucking kidnapped Nate.” There’s a line of rage that blooms suddenly in the grimace to his lips, the twitch of the scar that almost feels like its burning with the memory. “Took a lot to keep your mother from getting involved too so she didn’t get taken as well.” Because back then they had been a trio, that had been before everything had happened with the fire at the Slagveld, and gods it felt like ages since.
“But Jack believed me. He helped me when I needed someone to believe me.”
the flood
// looking at a new point of view //
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.
