SUNJATA
the flood
i'm nothing more than a page unwritten
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
Privileged or worried, is more of the question on Sunjata’s mind. One he keeps very muted in the attuned bond as he takes a sip from their toasted glasses, letting the burn do nothing more than just burning these days as he regards Ronin. “Yeah.” He says - because how could they not? Broadcast into their ears the way that it was. There wasn’t a single moment where they could get away from it, even if they tried to.
But then the ball drops, and this is where his scarred brows pinch, where the Flood’s hold on the bond is a little less stalwart. The iron walls held up bend and his jaw works, muscles feathering in his jaw as he exhales a quiet sigh. “I..” Taking a second to collect his thoughts, he looks away from Ronin to the glass in his hand, having hoped to have a breather in between diving back into Starfall. “Don’t have a choice, do I, Ronin?” He rumbles, clamping his jaw down to take a breath and look back at the White Knight.
“Strong, sure, but.. I don’t do as much damage as Deimos or Hadama. The void, as it turns out, is very much inclined to kill me since I’ve been healed, and one of those levels is water and I could very well actually die.” But he’d keep trying, because he doesn’t have any other option.
But then, the thing that’s been on his mind for a little while crops up, his voice low as he says it and forces himself to keep his attention away from Ronin as everything in him starts to deflate. “Do you really think that Dahlia’s going to keep being noble just because you guys are doing what you’re told?”
But then the ball drops, and this is where his scarred brows pinch, where the Flood’s hold on the bond is a little less stalwart. The iron walls held up bend and his jaw works, muscles feathering in his jaw as he exhales a quiet sigh. “I..” Taking a second to collect his thoughts, he looks away from Ronin to the glass in his hand, having hoped to have a breather in between diving back into Starfall. “Don’t have a choice, do I, Ronin?” He rumbles, clamping his jaw down to take a breath and look back at the White Knight.
“Strong, sure, but.. I don’t do as much damage as Deimos or Hadama. The void, as it turns out, is very much inclined to kill me since I’ve been healed, and one of those levels is water and I could very well actually die.” But he’d keep trying, because he doesn’t have any other option.
But then, the thing that’s been on his mind for a little while crops up, his voice low as he says it and forces himself to keep his attention away from Ronin as everything in him starts to deflate. “Do you really think that Dahlia’s going to keep being noble just because you guys are doing what you’re told?”
you win a lot, and you lose
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
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.
