SUNJATA
clipped wings and you're the one holding the bone saw
now things are getting so out of control
now things are getting so out of control
In between their own practices in the other sections of the barracks that have been made, they likely would have an audience. He settles while Deimos removes the armor from his bag of holding, slipping it on while Sunjata stretches to loosen his limbs and preps his stance. He waits until Deimos gives the signal, nodding, before he’s conjuring water from thin air.
“Ready.” It swirls around him in a few large ribbons of waves before he propels it straight for the armor, a blast of water not unlike a jet stream might be as it barrels toward the other man, sure that he’d be capable of protecting himself from it if need be.
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“Ready.” It swirls around him in a few large ribbons of waves before he propels it straight for the armor, a blast of water not unlike a jet stream might be as it barrels toward the other man, sure that he’d be capable of protecting himself from it if need be.
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the spiraling starts and we can't pull up, our hands are tied together so,
on the way down, we make every moment count
on the way down, we make every moment count
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.
