SUNJATA
so, collect your scars and wear 'em well
your blood's as good an ink as any
your blood's as good an ink as any
Hearing Tal wheeze despite the Flood not putting all of his weight into the courier has him remaining as still as he can while he waits for Tal to yield, a grin blooming crookedly on his face. It’s after a few attempts to break out of his hold that he feels the Messenger go limp, a soft laugh escaping him as he releases the other man almost immediately. “Not bad, Tal.” He hums as he withdraws, sinking back onto his knees to let the other man get up.
Noticing the cuts and nicks of his rain magic, the Flood’s smile softens a touch as he summons the rain again, letting it fall to heal the other man’s wounds that the very same rain had harmed before. “This should fix ya up.” He flashes a wink before he finally gets back to his feet and extends a hand to Tal to help him up.
Noticing the cuts and nicks of his rain magic, the Flood’s smile softens a touch as he summons the rain again, letting it fall to heal the other man’s wounds that the very same rain had harmed before. “This should fix ya up.” He flashes a wink before he finally gets back to his feet and extends a hand to Tal to help him up.
go scratch your name into the clouds
and pull them all... d o w n
and pull them all... d o w n
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.
