right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
“Thanks.” Sunjata says, managing a slight hum of a laugh, shaking his head as he hears the following comment, meeting the Ascended’s gaze with the raise of a newly scarred eyebrow. “Guess so.” Nevertheless, Sunjata’s alive at least, with or without Frey’s help for the moment, and he keeps his trap shut as he starts working to clean up the mess that they’ve walked into. His boot scuffs along the ground as he picks up the sharp objects, tossing them into their designated space.
As for he and Nate? “We’re good. We’ve got a couple of kids now. A nice place. Aren’t in Torchline anymore, I stepped down from governing.” He shrugs, tossing another few handfuls of sharp pieces down until he can pick up some items that might still be good, making a new spot to place those, but not before he activates some of that magic within him, pulling water from thin air to spread along the dirt and dust covered ground, clearing it off before he places the items that are to be saved there.
While he does so, his gaze lifts to Amun as he answers his question, nodding in a bit of understanding – as much as Sunjata can understand the circumstance. “I’m sure people are excited to see you’re back, at least. Might make it easier.” The whole not being alone thing. “If nothing else, the Ascended room still works.” And hey, it worked for him to distract himself from his own trauma.
As for he and Nate? “We’re good. We’ve got a couple of kids now. A nice place. Aren’t in Torchline anymore, I stepped down from governing.” He shrugs, tossing another few handfuls of sharp pieces down until he can pick up some items that might still be good, making a new spot to place those, but not before he activates some of that magic within him, pulling water from thin air to spread along the dirt and dust covered ground, clearing it off before he places the items that are to be saved there.
While he does so, his gaze lifts to Amun as he answers his question, nodding in a bit of understanding – as much as Sunjata can understand the circumstance. “I’m sure people are excited to see you’re back, at least. Might make it easier.” The whole not being alone thing. “If nothing else, the Ascended room still works.” And hey, it worked for him to distract himself from his own trauma.
you're not who you were, but you can't let it go
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
SUNJATA
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.
