SUNJATA
the flood
so put your faith in the devil and the deep blue sea
put your trust in the light that you cannot see
put your trust in the light that you cannot see
“That has to be a joke.” Sunjata drawls, casting a glance back at Ronin with a quirk of his lips in amusement. But his shoulder is squeezed and his head ducks a small fraction, shoulders rising and falling in a small shrug as he nods. “I hope it does too.” Because truthfully, he was tired of being fucked with, over and over and over again. And if he has a chance to stop it before it gets into his head (to stop the manipulations before they took hold) then he might be able to try and actually live his life without turning into his father.
Ronin keeps his distance while Sunjata digs the shallow grave, spreading the mirror pieces within and laying them out easily, before he’s draping the half frozen cloth over it, before that taloned hand is covering it up again – working extra diligently to make sure it wouldn’t be dug up when he wasn’t around by shoveling a bit of snow onto it, hiding it from view but making a mental note of it nonetheless.
After that, however, he draws up fully and moves back to Ronin. “I’d love nothing more, Ronin.” Flashing his friend a smile, he bumps his shoulder into the Huntsman with a wink, before shifting to his Pegasus shift for the other man to climb atop to get to the Citadel that much faster. If Ronin didn’t want to deal with dragons, he’s careful to avoid it in every sense. And once the demigod has climbed onto his back, Sunjata takes to the skies and heads toward that promised drink.
- FIN <333
Ronin keeps his distance while Sunjata digs the shallow grave, spreading the mirror pieces within and laying them out easily, before he’s draping the half frozen cloth over it, before that taloned hand is covering it up again – working extra diligently to make sure it wouldn’t be dug up when he wasn’t around by shoveling a bit of snow onto it, hiding it from view but making a mental note of it nonetheless.
After that, however, he draws up fully and moves back to Ronin. “I’d love nothing more, Ronin.” Flashing his friend a smile, he bumps his shoulder into the Huntsman with a wink, before shifting to his Pegasus shift for the other man to climb atop to get to the Citadel that much faster. If Ronin didn’t want to deal with dragons, he’s careful to avoid it in every sense. And once the demigod has climbed onto his back, Sunjata takes to the skies and heads toward that promised drink.
- FIN <333
there's a darkness up ahead
i will see you where the shadow ends
i will see you where the shadow ends
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.
