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
It’s more of a gut reaction than anything else as the riptide erupts from him, charging across the training grounds for Deimos. He watches as the water becomes a shield of ice, the water crashing against it in a brutal spray of foamy liquid not unlike a wave crashing against a cliff face. It charges upward and sharp, like hands reaching for the sky, and with Sunjata no longer focused on controlling it or drawing it back in, the Sword would find it very easy to freeze the wave exactly in place.
A sight that has Sunjata chuckling quietly despite his panting, shaking out his hands and utilizing his water magic to dry his arms from the cold that would start to fill in. “Do you need a few more rounds or was that good?” He asks, wondering if perhaps a break might be worth it, all while the little crowd that had formed watches with wide and excited eyes, admiration and excitement clear in their faces.
A sight that has Sunjata chuckling quietly despite his panting, shaking out his hands and utilizing his water magic to dry his arms from the cold that would start to fill in. “Do you need a few more rounds or was that good?” He asks, wondering if perhaps a break might be worth it, all while the little crowd that had formed watches with wide and excited eyes, admiration and excitement clear in their faces.
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.
