relive who i've been at my worst,
every single night, looking for a distraction
every single night, looking for a distraction
A nod offered to Remi as well when he sits to nurse his own wounds with the fiery thrum of whiskey, Sunjata’s attention flits up when the rest of the group arrives. Noah, Hadama, and Deimos, each receive a quiet nod. But with the offer of multiple sources of healing water, Sunjata takes Noah’s first with a quiet “thanks” taking a sip to heal a decent amount of the bruising, feeling the way the soreness begins to dissipate. But it’s Hadama’s flask, also filled with fountain water, that soothes the rest of the worst of it. To him, a repeated gratitude is offered.
It doesn’t fix his pride, however. And the fact his fingers still feel slippery as fuck with the fact he couldn’t grab a single blade or arrow despite his three attempts. It’s a bruised pride that softens into a flicker of surprise he can’t hide, not with the way the surprise of it flickers across his face and lightning scarred hand as he takes the jar of Pierce’s blood when Ronin offers it, warmth flooding through the attuned bond toward the White Knight. “Thank you, Ronin.” He finally manages to get a crooked smile onto his face, one filled with relief.
To Remi, Sunjata shrugs, his mood already vastly improved and with the fact that Remi had taken one of the hits at least, he can’t fault the man for trying. Water of their previous issues with one another runs under the bridge as he inclines his head to him and pockets the jar. “It’s alright, really. It fuckin’ hurts, yeah, but I’m sure you felt that. I’ll live.” He couldn’t have died anyway, not unless they dragged his body into the water and drowned him, at least.
But onto the topic at hand, with the attuned bond continuing, Sunjata sips from the whiskey with a bit more life to him. The announcement of curing the Family members has his brows pinching, Really? He asks, surprise and curiosity lingering in his mind when the announcement of plans for the current possessed flowers are given. Dahlia might be a good place to start. If she rules Stormbreak, it might be enough to get them back out from the Family's influence. But the complication of his next statement has his brows furrowing again as he downs another hefty sip of his liquor. We’d just have to make sure whomever of the Family we do cleanse doesn’t get infected again or it’ll all be a rats race, won’t it? Could they cleanse them fast enough to get the upper hand? At the going rate of flowers right now, it seemed nearly impossible.
It doesn’t fix his pride, however. And the fact his fingers still feel slippery as fuck with the fact he couldn’t grab a single blade or arrow despite his three attempts. It’s a bruised pride that softens into a flicker of surprise he can’t hide, not with the way the surprise of it flickers across his face and lightning scarred hand as he takes the jar of Pierce’s blood when Ronin offers it, warmth flooding through the attuned bond toward the White Knight. “Thank you, Ronin.” He finally manages to get a crooked smile onto his face, one filled with relief.
To Remi, Sunjata shrugs, his mood already vastly improved and with the fact that Remi had taken one of the hits at least, he can’t fault the man for trying. Water of their previous issues with one another runs under the bridge as he inclines his head to him and pockets the jar. “It’s alright, really. It fuckin’ hurts, yeah, but I’m sure you felt that. I’ll live.” He couldn’t have died anyway, not unless they dragged his body into the water and drowned him, at least.
But onto the topic at hand, with the attuned bond continuing, Sunjata sips from the whiskey with a bit more life to him. The announcement of curing the Family members has his brows pinching, Really? He asks, surprise and curiosity lingering in his mind when the announcement of plans for the current possessed flowers are given. Dahlia might be a good place to start. If she rules Stormbreak, it might be enough to get them back out from the Family's influence. But the complication of his next statement has his brows furrowing again as he downs another hefty sip of his liquor. We’d just have to make sure whomever of the Family we do cleanse doesn’t get infected again or it’ll all be a rats race, won’t it? Could they cleanse them fast enough to get the upper hand? At the going rate of flowers right now, it seemed nearly impossible.
the flood
waiting for the sun to rise
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
