// i had enough, i need your innocence. don't let up. just give me your love
give me your release, i need your healing, of your touch, i can take it, i can take the pain //
give me your release, i need your healing, of your touch, i can take it, i can take the pain //
A snort leaves him, shaking his head at the idea of it being edgy. He supposes it is, though it’s not what he was going for. Just… Accuracy, he supposes. But Ronin is wrapped up in that tri-colored wing and Sunjata can’t help but to shake his head a bit at the question that comes after. “Haven’t tried, actually. Good idea though.” Though the idea of shifting between such forms constantly in order to attain such a feat has his head already beginning to pound.
As for hugging, though, the wing squeezes a little bit tighter around Ronin as he listens, puffing out a quiet sigh and offering his friend a small smile. “Not sure how welcome I’ll be in Stormbreak.” Not with all the things he wants to find out, all the wrongs he wishes to fix (and of course the impending realization that the shrine of Torchline was under attack). “I can’t fly right now until I’m healed up completely. But maybe I’ll stop by once I am.” He murmurs, quietly, casting a glance to the broken wing once more.
As for hugging, though, the wing squeezes a little bit tighter around Ronin as he listens, puffing out a quiet sigh and offering his friend a small smile. “Not sure how welcome I’ll be in Stormbreak.” Not with all the things he wants to find out, all the wrongs he wishes to fix (and of course the impending realization that the shrine of Torchline was under attack). “I can’t fly right now until I’m healed up completely. But maybe I’ll stop by once I am.” He murmurs, quietly, casting a glance to the broken wing once more.
it's all for you, for you, for you. it's always been for you
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.
