THE FLOOD
// take my heart and make it feel,
take my soul and make it real
take my soul and make it real
He doesn’t know the details of what she’s internally struggling with, but he does offer her the tidbits of what he’s learned. And he keeps the water hovering nearby in anticipation for her next attack, listening as her frustrated voice reaches his ears, and he focuses a bit harder onto her. “I regret a lot of things.” Sunjata answers simply, huffing a sigh. “I regret not doing more. But the point of it was that no matter what I did to try and change people’s opinions on the Ascended and the Voice, it ultimately didn’t fucking matter, did it?” He asks her point blank.
He watches as she makes that column of fire, a giant orb of flame that burns through the clearing beneath them, the heat curling against those that extend out of the little circle he’d made, even further as she pushes it toward him. Once again the water around him pulls up in a swirling shield, protecting him from the ball of fire that blooms toward in, hissing and steaming as it wears down the ball of fire.
“At the end of the day, regardless of the things you do, you can’t change people that don’t wanna change. Nor can you actually change if you don’t want to.” He says from behind the steam and the swirling water.
He watches as she makes that column of fire, a giant orb of flame that burns through the clearing beneath them, the heat curling against those that extend out of the little circle he’d made, even further as she pushes it toward him. Once again the water around him pulls up in a swirling shield, protecting him from the ball of fire that blooms toward in, hissing and steaming as it wears down the ball of fire.
“At the end of the day, regardless of the things you do, you can’t change people that don’t wanna change. Nor can you actually change if you don’t want to.” He says from behind the steam and the swirling water.
'cause i was bright, yeah I was pale and blue,
starry eyed by every thought of you //
starry eyed by every thought of you //
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.
