SUNJATA
i'm drowning in all these voices in the sea
and meeting all my vices in the ring
and meeting all my vices in the ring
The mug is heard slipping more than it is seen with how stubbornly Sunjata stares at the speck on the floor. His jaw works, listening for Niki’s voice as if he’s straining for it when he has to do everything but with the earring in his ear. “That’s fair.” He agrees softly, knowing at the very least where he can back down. “And yeah, I did.” But it was hard to feel the sting of that when there was nothing but numbness in the crevices of his living breathing heart that held any attachment to anyone.
So, rather than explain that and the way he tended to cope, he chooses the easier way out, The one that has them mirroring smiles at each other that mask everything else going on in their heads, and Sunjata pushes off the doorframe. “It was good to see you too. I hope I get to see you in King’s End soon.” He offers, just in case he’d ruined things past the point of Niki wanting to come and visit.
But he doesn’t wait for a response, instead, he doesn’t give into the macaw shift in his chest longing to escape. Instead, he takes the familiar enough path toward the front door, slipping through it and closing the door behind him before he steps out past the line of sight from any windows the Abandoned might have to shift into something else entirely and slip out of the Greatwood, leaving behind the second blue feather to join the first in the necromancer’s entertaining area.
- FIN
So, rather than explain that and the way he tended to cope, he chooses the easier way out, The one that has them mirroring smiles at each other that mask everything else going on in their heads, and Sunjata pushes off the doorframe. “It was good to see you too. I hope I get to see you in King’s End soon.” He offers, just in case he’d ruined things past the point of Niki wanting to come and visit.
But he doesn’t wait for a response, instead, he doesn’t give into the macaw shift in his chest longing to escape. Instead, he takes the familiar enough path toward the front door, slipping through it and closing the door behind him before he steps out past the line of sight from any windows the Abandoned might have to shift into something else entirely and slip out of the Greatwood, leaving behind the second blue feather to join the first in the necromancer’s entertaining area.
- FIN
so step inside, i ain't afraid to bleed
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
there ain't a casket strong enough for me
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.
