SUNJATA
i am the ocean, i am the sea
He listens while she speaks, eyes following her face and the way she reacts in response to the information she gives. He tries to imagine it, and imagines it very similarly to his own home – at least for the more common people. He wasn’t a part of it, but he had seen it when he served for his father in the streets. His head tilts as he watches her, listening, engaging. And her smile falters, not as bright, and he offers her a small sorrowful smile in response. “My sister didn’t come with me either.” He says quietly, still playing with the fork in his offhand as he looks to her.“I have a few friends here too, but alas I’m very new here and haven’t met a whole lot of people. I only just found that poor excuse of a lake today when you stumbled across me.” He says, trying to lighten the mood with a small husky laugh. “Though from my family dynamic, disregarding my sister of course, friends make the best family. Lineages get too… excuse my language, fucked up for a lot of things.” He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, still shirtless. “It’s too much of you don't get a choice, too many hands put into your lives to make you what they want you to be. I preferred to break the tradition of my family and fled with my sister.” He offers easily, not adding the whole killing and maiming. It’s better that way.
there is a world inside of me
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.
