SUNJATA
angel loves to keep me spinning, much too high to see
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
“Oh, so you’re not really catching a break, huh?” He says with a chuckle that kind of ends on a sigh, taking his jacket as well to loop it over him. With the towel handed to him, the Flood guides Danta – using his water magic to drag the water from his jacket until it’s completely dry and when they reach the top of the stairs where he doesn’t have to make sure he doesn’t pull a Ronin heh he turns halfway to the Maverick. “You can stay as long as ya need to.”
Hesitating briefly as he leads Danta, his lightning scarred hand lifts to drag the water from Danta’s body and hair, leaving him effortlessly dry before he shoots him a wink and continues until he reaches the door of the room picked for Danta. “Well, the trip here’s probably pretty shitty, but I’m sure we can make the rest of the time relaxing. What’d you wanna do first?” He opens the door, the room mundane looking almost as if it’s the original design before Frey had blessed it – the corner of it a large window that looks out on the muddy, dreary rest of King’s End. “Make it whatever you want it to be, you know the drill.” He grins, letting Danta in first to make the room fit whatever he needs.
Hesitating briefly as he leads Danta, his lightning scarred hand lifts to drag the water from Danta’s body and hair, leaving him effortlessly dry before he shoots him a wink and continues until he reaches the door of the room picked for Danta. “Well, the trip here’s probably pretty shitty, but I’m sure we can make the rest of the time relaxing. What’d you wanna do first?” He opens the door, the room mundane looking almost as if it’s the original design before Frey had blessed it – the corner of it a large window that looks out on the muddy, dreary rest of King’s End. “Make it whatever you want it to be, you know the drill.” He grins, letting Danta in first to make the room fit whatever he needs.
every choice, every lie, demons that he kept inside
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
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.
