i try to keep it in line, maybe i'm just not the one
He can hear it from the Slagveld, the way the building crumbles and cracks and echoes down the alley. There had been some respite before, and despite the fact his face is still fucked up and he’s a bit hungover from the events of before, and it’s with tender hisses as the rain pounds against his face, that he darts toward the cause of the sound. And at first, he spies the rubble of the Halenani as it begins to fall apart, swallowing hard and searching for any faces he knows.
Plans form in his mind, of the Wren Society and the Slagveld and his home when it comes to housing them — knowing somewhere deep down that despite the distractions and the ordeal of his father, that this had been his fault too.
So without second thoughts, a sharp whistle leaves his lips and Haai appears bolting down the street to join him, the two of them begin to pick up and move the rubble to try and find any who may be trapped within the wreckage. A few mull around, items in their hands, and Sunjata directs Haai toward them. “Get to the Wren Society.” He instructs them, letting Haai become a beacon in the winds to try and help guide people toward a new, temporary, safe place to stay.
Plans form in his mind, of the Wren Society and the Slagveld and his home when it comes to housing them — knowing somewhere deep down that despite the distractions and the ordeal of his father, that this had been his fault too.
So without second thoughts, a sharp whistle leaves his lips and Haai appears bolting down the street to join him, the two of them begin to pick up and move the rubble to try and find any who may be trapped within the wreckage. A few mull around, items in their hands, and Sunjata directs Haai toward them. “Get to the Wren Society.” He instructs them, letting Haai become a beacon in the winds to try and help guide people toward a new, temporary, safe place to stay.
but you know i would
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.
