SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
He arrives unannounced, though it shouldn’t be a surprise for her. He’s said he’d meet her again when they parted, specifically because of the whole clusterfuck out on the Tundra. And now? Now her name was broadcast to the world, to those in Caido. She was an enemy to them, much like he was now, and fuck if the panic wasn’t setting in to let that hit him a touch harder than expected.
It’s the draconic shift that comes out with his protectiveness. It’s also the one that brings him back to Torchline because he can’t seem to get a moment of rest. Reaching her door, his hand lifts, knocking in a tone that suggests it’s him, and he waits, scanning outside for any sense of lingering dread or anyone wishing untoward things to his niece lurking in the shadows.
It’s the draconic shift that comes out with his protectiveness. It’s also the one that brings him back to Torchline because he can’t seem to get a moment of rest. Reaching her door, his hand lifts, knocking in a tone that suggests it’s him, and he waits, scanning outside for any sense of lingering dread or anyone wishing untoward things to his niece lurking in the shadows.
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
