you were forged in fire // and you rose from the ashes
murder and mercy rolled into one
The second one takes a bit more work, having not quite gotten knocked out the first time. It’s a bit of a struggle this time, but with it he focuses on trying to remain as quiet as he can, tying up the wrists once more to keep from having them leave. It’s just in time as well, as he’s suddenly discovered – a sharp sound, a “Boss we got someone” uttered before a flying fist finds Sunjata as he begins to move. It lands, abruptly, right in his shoulder. A huff of breath leaves him, staggering back briefly, before the blades are out now.
He grabs both of them, swiping out at the third that approaches and had thrown the punch. He tears into clothes on the first one, the second one manages to catch an arm, dark ruby blood peppering to the surface. But the tussle isn’t close to being done yet, no, not as the man surges toward Sunjata and he shifts his weight to his other foot in a well-practiced motion like he had often done in Korofi, a half turn and a rogue leg swiped out to bring the other to his knees.
And now? Now that he’s been spotted, there’s really no use in knocking this one out. Not when his arrival is already noted. So for the shoulder that’s been punched, Sunjata can’t help but to use the hilt of one of the daggers, aiming it at the mans collarbone in quiet retribution, before using the moment while he has little to no breath to tie up his hands as well, pushing him to the ground.
This isn’t at all how he’d expected his evening to go.
He grabs both of them, swiping out at the third that approaches and had thrown the punch. He tears into clothes on the first one, the second one manages to catch an arm, dark ruby blood peppering to the surface. But the tussle isn’t close to being done yet, no, not as the man surges toward Sunjata and he shifts his weight to his other foot in a well-practiced motion like he had often done in Korofi, a half turn and a rogue leg swiped out to bring the other to his knees.
And now? Now that he’s been spotted, there’s really no use in knocking this one out. Not when his arrival is already noted. So for the shoulder that’s been punched, Sunjata can’t help but to use the hilt of one of the daggers, aiming it at the mans collarbone in quiet retribution, before using the moment while he has little to no breath to tie up his hands as well, pushing him to the ground.
This isn’t at all how he’d expected his evening to go.
which way is up?
SUNJATA
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.
