SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
Sunjata’s equally as comfortable, if not a smidge too warm now that the alcohol starts to burn in his system. And while he doesn’t feel it just as much as he would if he weren’t a demigod, it’s still a comfortable feeling that loosens him, limbers his body, takes away all the little lingering pains that his many near deaths have caused.
It also loosens his tongue a bit when he snorts in response to Dantalion’s comment. “I spent a lot of time in the Grounds with my husband.” The one that was dead and gone now, the one that had destroyed him so much that he can’t even look at his own patron god. “Hard not to look at it and not see him there.” A casual shrug given before he exhales a soft sigh as the conversation shifts easily – something sweeter on his tongue that he latches onto it.
“Unrecognizable would be best for me, but I don’t want to be the determining factor. Don't worry, though. As much as I have a bittersweet relationship with the Grounds, I still said I would help if you needed it with... Whatever this Safrin shit is going on.” A wink is sent Dantalion’s way before he takes another sip of the whiskey.
It also loosens his tongue a bit when he snorts in response to Dantalion’s comment. “I spent a lot of time in the Grounds with my husband.” The one that was dead and gone now, the one that had destroyed him so much that he can’t even look at his own patron god. “Hard not to look at it and not see him there.” A casual shrug given before he exhales a soft sigh as the conversation shifts easily – something sweeter on his tongue that he latches onto it.
“Unrecognizable would be best for me, but I don’t want to be the determining factor. Don't worry, though. As much as I have a bittersweet relationship with the Grounds, I still said I would help if you needed it with... Whatever this Safrin shit is going on.” A wink is sent Dantalion’s way before he takes another sip of the whiskey.
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
