you will not choke the divine from me
“Mmm, I suppose that’s true.” He offers to Oliver, tilting his head slightly to look over at the blonde man. “Though… Unlike before, there’s nothing there to focus my rage on.” He huffs, looking back to the sky briefly. Unlike before when he had raged and raged at his father, at the guards, planning some sort of revenge – judgement given, there wasn’t anything here. Not unless he wanted to go to Halo and try to track down exactly what had killed her, and in the end would it have been worth it in the end?
He didn’t think so.
So instead, he nods again quietly, steel eyes remaining on the sky and the waning sun. “I want to talk to Safrin, but I haven’t yet. So I look for her in the stars some nights, sometimes during the day when you can see the moon.” He offers somewhat thoughtfully. “I don’t know what I’ll talk to her about but I think it might help.” Another brief pause before he inhales, brows furrowing slightly as he looks at the sky. “Last time she died I self-exiled to a different country for a few years before I came here. Nobody knew who I was, so it made it easy.” Another pause. “Here, a surprising amount of people know me and I think that makes it harder.”
He didn’t think so.
So instead, he nods again quietly, steel eyes remaining on the sky and the waning sun. “I want to talk to Safrin, but I haven’t yet. So I look for her in the stars some nights, sometimes during the day when you can see the moon.” He offers somewhat thoughtfully. “I don’t know what I’ll talk to her about but I think it might help.” Another brief pause before he inhales, brows furrowing slightly as he looks at the sky. “Last time she died I self-exiled to a different country for a few years before I came here. Nobody knew who I was, so it made it easy.” Another pause. “Here, a surprising amount of people know me and I think that makes it harder.”
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.
