// do my worst, shoot the moon, stab the sun. got a curse, on the tip of my tongue
you go first, and i swear that i'll jump. born to kill, tiny slice of the throat //
you go first, and i swear that i'll jump. born to kill, tiny slice of the throat //
There’s a moment where Sunjata can relate to how Bart’s feeling, a moment where the realization that someone you knew that you for sure knew had died, walks into your life again. It’s a feeling unlike anything else. But Sunjata can’t give that to Bart, not right now. He can’t give the man what it is he seeks. So the best he can do is offer shelter, a space to live within, to come to terms with this new life he’s been dropped into.
And then to see his brother again.
He nods, gaze darting to the hand that’s offered, Sunjata’s lightning scarred hand coming out to shake his brother-in-law’s. “Deal.” He begins, offering a small - perhaps a bit amused - smile. “I’m Sunjata.” He pauses, withdrawing his hand and moving to guide the way back home. “I can try to fill you in on things as we get back to the house. I guess for starters, this world has quite a few new… Types as it were. I think Nate mentioned you’re from America, yeah?” His silver gaze casts over to Bart with an arched brow. “No fancy shifts or… What not. Here there’s Accepted, basically what you were back then. Then there’s Attuned, like me, that can change into animals. Abandoned have magic they can cast. And then there’s the Ascended.” Here he pauses, his step slowing a fraction. “They’re a bit hard to explain. It’s what Nate is now. He’s… Genetically modified, I guess? Ageless, can’t be out in the sun too long. No blood, just this fluid they get from their goddess to survive off of. Though I guess in a pinch they can run off of blood from others.” He pauses, lifting the scarred hand to point to his neck where the silvery scars show. “Uh… There’s gods here, too.”
And then to see his brother again.
He nods, gaze darting to the hand that’s offered, Sunjata’s lightning scarred hand coming out to shake his brother-in-law’s. “Deal.” He begins, offering a small - perhaps a bit amused - smile. “I’m Sunjata.” He pauses, withdrawing his hand and moving to guide the way back home. “I can try to fill you in on things as we get back to the house. I guess for starters, this world has quite a few new… Types as it were. I think Nate mentioned you’re from America, yeah?” His silver gaze casts over to Bart with an arched brow. “No fancy shifts or… What not. Here there’s Accepted, basically what you were back then. Then there’s Attuned, like me, that can change into animals. Abandoned have magic they can cast. And then there’s the Ascended.” Here he pauses, his step slowing a fraction. “They’re a bit hard to explain. It’s what Nate is now. He’s… Genetically modified, I guess? Ageless, can’t be out in the sun too long. No blood, just this fluid they get from their goddess to survive off of. Though I guess in a pinch they can run off of blood from others.” He pauses, lifting the scarred hand to point to his neck where the silvery scars show. “Uh… There’s gods here, too.”
a new pill, or the poison you know, let it spill && i swear that i'll go
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.
