SUNJATA
i was never the sharp knife, but i was never the dull mind
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
i was somewhere in between, a thorn, an acquiescent
This isn’t going to be a fun conversation. It’s one that he was hoping would hold out for longer, but he supposes as they say, ripping off the bandaid is easier than just pulling it off slowly. Hurts less in the long run, so the theory goes.
Huh, Ronin?
The Star is brooding immensely when the Flood arrives, and where Ronin is bathed in fiery feathers, Sunjata keeps his distance, hands shoved in his pocket, gaze focused on Ronin’s figure. “Ronin.” He rumbles in a quiet greeting, an announcement of his presence. He doesn’t arrive bathed with another shift. No, he stands as is, missing all of the Safrin influenced tattoos. The only sleeved tattoo that remains is the left arm, but no longer do the stars remain. His right arm is empty and blank aside from the feathered tattoo, covered in the lighting bolt scars from when he’d grabbed the lightning rod.
And most notably, the constellation in the center of his chest has vanished too. “Are you looking for an explanation?” He asks, unsure if Ronin wanted to punch first and ask later or the other way around.
Huh, Ronin?
The Star is brooding immensely when the Flood arrives, and where Ronin is bathed in fiery feathers, Sunjata keeps his distance, hands shoved in his pocket, gaze focused on Ronin’s figure. “Ronin.” He rumbles in a quiet greeting, an announcement of his presence. He doesn’t arrive bathed with another shift. No, he stands as is, missing all of the Safrin influenced tattoos. The only sleeved tattoo that remains is the left arm, but no longer do the stars remain. His right arm is empty and blank aside from the feathered tattoo, covered in the lighting bolt scars from when he’d grabbed the lightning rod.
And most notably, the constellation in the center of his chest has vanished too. “Are you looking for an explanation?” He asks, unsure if Ronin wanted to punch first and ask later or the other way around.
so you said it was for me, when you tried to break me
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
well you can save your breath, i know, i'm not the kind you pray for
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.
