SUNJATA
the flood
i lost all the air in my lungs to the screamin'
i lost all the love in my heart to the demons
i lost all the love in my heart to the demons
In the end it’s all about the sharp edges and the soft edges. Sunjata manages to straddle the line of both – quick to change to the spikes and armor versus the soft velvet of his Pegasus shift otherwise – but it’s still there, and that has to count for something. At least, he hopes it does. Still, that cocky smile crosses his face as he draws himself to his full height, watching Locke curiously for the answer, hearing the I guess and huffing a laugh in response, a shake of his head.
The offered hand has him reaching out with his lightning scarred one, shaking Locke’s hand in a tight but strong shake. “Good to meet you too, Locke.” He hopes that all he’s heard about him from Maeve were good things but he can’t be so sure, so he leaves it out, focusing on everything else. “I’ll keep it in mind.” He offers, flashing another grin to Locke and a nod before he’s shifting again, this time into the bat shift, and departs through the skies back toward home.
- FIN <333
The offered hand has him reaching out with his lightning scarred one, shaking Locke’s hand in a tight but strong shake. “Good to meet you too, Locke.” He hopes that all he’s heard about him from Maeve were good things but he can’t be so sure, so he leaves it out, focusing on everything else. “I’ll keep it in mind.” He offers, flashing another grin to Locke and a nod before he’s shifting again, this time into the bat shift, and departs through the skies back toward home.
- FIN <333
i lost all the things that i used to believe in
i lost everything for no goddamn reason
i lost everything for no goddamn reason
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.
