SUNJATA
the flood
'cause my life is like a bedroom door
don't lead me in when you feel low
don't lead me in when you feel low
“Just a little.” Sunjata agrees with a small little smirk, raising a brow to the Ascended as he feels Nate’s arm moving to show how close they were, nearly touching. But he settles back a bit, focusing on Nate as he explains his shifts and what each of them means, what kind of predatory and prey instincts take over when they’re around. And he lets his silver gaze focus on Nate’s own electric ones as a huff leaves him and a nod.
Surely Nate realized how many he had. He’d become a whale after all, using one of those shifts.
But did it extend to the partial shifts? His head bobs a small amount to that as he considers it, lips relaxing and pursing slightly as he figures out a way to explain it. “Yeah.” He begins, sitting back in the sand a small amount, though in a way that keeps Nate’s arm around him. “The bull shift… It’s like a gazelle. Which run at basically everything.” He snorts, shaking his head. “The bat is a fruit bat. So.” A wave of his hand in the space between them as if that explains it.
“It’s… Strange. I have to rein it in when I’m fully shifted, otherwise I’ll give into it.” He looks back to Nate then, forked tongue darting along his lower lip as well, showing off a bit as he offers a wry smile. “It's not really my goal to go and maim everyone when I'm shifted as a panther.” A wink to that, before he chuckles.
Surely Nate realized how many he had. He’d become a whale after all, using one of those shifts.
But did it extend to the partial shifts? His head bobs a small amount to that as he considers it, lips relaxing and pursing slightly as he figures out a way to explain it. “Yeah.” He begins, sitting back in the sand a small amount, though in a way that keeps Nate’s arm around him. “The bull shift… It’s like a gazelle. Which run at basically everything.” He snorts, shaking his head. “The bat is a fruit bat. So.” A wave of his hand in the space between them as if that explains it.
“It’s… Strange. I have to rein it in when I’m fully shifted, otherwise I’ll give into it.” He looks back to Nate then, forked tongue darting along his lower lip as well, showing off a bit as he offers a wry smile. “It's not really my goal to go and maim everyone when I'm shifted as a panther.” A wink to that, before he chuckles.
'cause i might make a move
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.
