SuNjATA
the flood
The joking tone she has is reflected in a soft snort from Sunjata, a shake of his head as he pulls his gaze away from her. Her inner monologue would be correct – love marks, from a star-crossed relationship, looked down upon by the gods. And yet, if gods weren’t involved, they would be perfectly happy together. Even with the gods, they still were, it was only made more difficult when their respective gods intervened.
But he listens, because he wants to know where her fears and worries come from. And with the result it certainly does cause him to raise a brow, to pull himself up into more of a sitting position, tilting his head over toward her. “You should be safe in the Grounds regardless. They’re not… Usually like that.” He admits, though he can recall just how fiendish Nate had been behind the mask that had trapped him from attaining any fluid – something the two of them hadn’t talked about.
And likely still won’t.
“I’m sorry that happened to you.” He offers her quietly, mulling over the ideas. “I’m married to an Ascended... So I'd prefer that what I tell you is only used in self defense.” He lets his steel gaze scan over her before he huffs out a sigh and stares back at the tree trunk. And he’ll only tell her once she’s agreed to him that she wasn’t going to be some vigilante, slipping into the Grounds to go attack the Ascended.
But he listens, because he wants to know where her fears and worries come from. And with the result it certainly does cause him to raise a brow, to pull himself up into more of a sitting position, tilting his head over toward her. “You should be safe in the Grounds regardless. They’re not… Usually like that.” He admits, though he can recall just how fiendish Nate had been behind the mask that had trapped him from attaining any fluid – something the two of them hadn’t talked about.
And likely still won’t.
“I’m sorry that happened to you.” He offers her quietly, mulling over the ideas. “I’m married to an Ascended... So I'd prefer that what I tell you is only used in self defense.” He lets his steel gaze scan over her before he huffs out a sigh and stares back at the tree trunk. And he’ll only tell her once she’s agreed to him that she wasn’t going to be some vigilante, slipping into the Grounds to go attack the Ascended.
get a load of this trainwreck
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.
