better get to diggin' while my body's getting cold.
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
“People like my medicine!” Sunjata calls back to them, a glistening shield of water that reflects rainbows and golden partial sunlight of a stormy sky as he darts through the town after Colt, trying his best to chase after her without losing sight of her. He does, though, briefly, as she ducks behind one corner and another and all the while Sunjata continues to try and catch up. He isn’t upset, at least, even as he hears the snickers from what he assumes to be bystanders.
Especially as he catches sight of her legs from behind some hung laundry, swirling the water magic into a stream that he uses once he slows his steps. He misses the bucket in her hand, aiming a stream of water toward her exposed legs for the trouble even as he remains soaked. "Gotcha."
Especially as he catches sight of her legs from behind some hung laundry, swirling the water magic into a stream that he uses once he slows his steps. He misses the bucket in her hand, aiming a stream of water toward her exposed legs for the trouble even as he remains soaked. "Gotcha."
SUNJATA
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.
