SUNJATA
the flood
'cause we might as well be blind,
if seeing is believing, this parable's misleading
if seeing is believing, this parable's misleading
A slight smile from the Warden and Sunjata wonders how one can remain so reserved, especially in a place such as this. Perhaps he had it easier, letting go of past reservations in his previous world, shifting from the cold and quiet upbringing of his to be thrown into a pit of raucousness similar to Torchline’s own. But he doesn’t comment on it, not as he guides her to the office, to her seat, before he leans against the desk and waits for the answer to his question.
Letters appear, though he realizes swiftly that they aren’t his letters. His head cocks slightly, picking one up, spying the handwriting and lifting the steel of his gaze to Morgan at her own question. “My husband.” He confirms, scanning over the letters before setting them down and looking back at Morgan. “The Voice gave him an upgrade, one that gave him a vision of the other cure.” He murmurs, a pause before he continues.
“I suppose it may or may not happen, but he wanted to let you know so that anyone in Halo involved would proceed with caution.” He stops talking now, letting Morgan take the information for what it was, unsure if it was the answer she sought.
Letters appear, though he realizes swiftly that they aren’t his letters. His head cocks slightly, picking one up, spying the handwriting and lifting the steel of his gaze to Morgan at her own question. “My husband.” He confirms, scanning over the letters before setting them down and looking back at Morgan. “The Voice gave him an upgrade, one that gave him a vision of the other cure.” He murmurs, a pause before he continues.
“I suppose it may or may not happen, but he wanted to let you know so that anyone in Halo involved would proceed with caution.” He stops talking now, letting Morgan take the information for what it was, unsure if it was the answer she sought.
you've got your shotgun loaded with excuses
— that you'll fire in vain —
but those 12 rounds just won't do
— that you'll fire in vain —
but those 12 rounds just won't do
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.
