hide your secrets, disguise your weakness
and lose yourself inside your busy head
He should have guessed, an elbow rising and aiming for his head has Subjata moving just enough that the elbow lands in his shoulder, and he hisses out a curse as the man moves away slightly, turning to look back at him. Sunjata’s gaze narrows on the man, a sneer on his lips. Breakfast? Ha, sure, alright. “Looks like you’re making a mess of things.” He rumbles instead, peering at Arsen with a raise of his brow, expectant, as if he’s waiting for the man to respond.
He isn’t, really.
There’s a cold laugh that leaves him at what the boy says, a shake of his head, approaching again as the tattooed skin on his arms shift to the armor of the dragon shift and his fingers curl into a fist. “Alright. Come on then.” They could test that theory. Unlike training in the Slagveld this has no rules, he could use his shifts as he saw fit, and he sees the opportunity now as he moves toward Arsen, quickly, aiming a fist to Arsen’s chest as a bit of a distraction, his leg sweeping out to hopefully knock the man down.
He isn’t, really.
There’s a cold laugh that leaves him at what the boy says, a shake of his head, approaching again as the tattooed skin on his arms shift to the armor of the dragon shift and his fingers curl into a fist. “Alright. Come on then.” They could test that theory. Unlike training in the Slagveld this has no rules, he could use his shifts as he saw fit, and he sees the opportunity now as he moves toward Arsen, quickly, aiming a fist to Arsen’s chest as a bit of a distraction, his leg sweeping out to hopefully knock the man down.
burn your bridges, and leave no witnesses
all alone inside your busy head
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.
