we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different
the same old things expecting something different
It’s an easy agreement at the very least, and Sunjata isn’t heartless. He’s not about to let Edmund explore Apopo alone, given that he was there rescuing Torchline when the volcano had blown the last time. Luckily it feels relatively dormant for the moment, and Sunjata severely hopes it stays that way. There’s some relief that spreads with that, but confusion quickly takes over as Edmund responds. Both. And he’s not entirely sure what to make of it.
Though, given the experience of his Attunement and his shifts that thrive and thrum within him, he can imagine. Edmund’s too young to have such a fancy shift, he imagines, but he wonders if the child has magic – once quite the fairytale from where Sunjata was from. Here, though? Well, they might be called Abandoned but Sunjata never particularly cared for the term. After all, he was quite the rebellious one still (look at his deity choices and his marriage).
“Well… It could mean a few different things. It could mean that you’re just really good at knowing what’s around you, or…” Here he mulls it over, a hand rising to scratch at the scruff on his cheek above the scar to his face. “It could also mean you have magic.” Steel eyes light up a fraction, voice taking on a bit of a mystical tone through his accent, hand dropping away from his face to reveal a small smile, hoping that the boy might be more intrigued in that. “We can test something out to see for sure, if that's something you wanted to do?”
Though, given the experience of his Attunement and his shifts that thrive and thrum within him, he can imagine. Edmund’s too young to have such a fancy shift, he imagines, but he wonders if the child has magic – once quite the fairytale from where Sunjata was from. Here, though? Well, they might be called Abandoned but Sunjata never particularly cared for the term. After all, he was quite the rebellious one still (look at his deity choices and his marriage).
“Well… It could mean a few different things. It could mean that you’re just really good at knowing what’s around you, or…” Here he mulls it over, a hand rising to scratch at the scruff on his cheek above the scar to his face. “It could also mean you have magic.” Steel eyes light up a fraction, voice taking on a bit of a mystical tone through his accent, hand dropping away from his face to reveal a small smile, hoping that the boy might be more intrigued in that. “We can test something out to see for sure, if that's something you wanted to do?”
but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
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.
