SUNJATA
Once Deimos’ own thresholds over the ice lessened, Sunjata had applied so much of his attempts to regain control over it from the other man that it melts almost instantly, soaking into the fabric of the training dummy. Huffing a soft laugh of agreement, Sunjata takes a deep breath, withdrawing his power for the moment to let it drip along the ground before he loosens his broad shoulders.
Nodding to Deimos at the instruction, he aims to grab the water with his magic, controlling the pools of it beneath the effigy and within the frame of it to carve it back into ice. He watches as the pools on the ground work first, hardening into slick sections of what would otherwise be puddles, before it starts to freeze on the outsides of the dummy, and with each passing success, Sunjata can’t help the lopsided grin from growing on his face.
Nodding to Deimos at the instruction, he aims to grab the water with his magic, controlling the pools of it beneath the effigy and within the frame of it to carve it back into ice. He watches as the pools on the ground work first, hardening into slick sections of what would otherwise be puddles, before it starts to freeze on the outsides of the dummy, and with each passing success, Sunjata can’t help the lopsided grin from growing on his face.
take me by the hand but please don't want to know me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
