you will not choke the divine from me
“I plan to, eventually.” He answers quietly, thoughtfully. First the bar needed to be finished and opened. After that? Well, then he could start planning the rest of it. For the time being, however, he was stuck as this shell of himself, until it got easier, until it hurt less. “I’ll let you know when I do, though.” He offers, deciding that Oliver could at least help.
But the mention of baking? He snorts lightly, turning his head to look over at the blonde man. “I’m no cook, no baker.” He didn’t want to be one, either. He was meant for fighting, for training, for physical things. Baking wasn’t included in that spectrum. But if Oliver wanted company while he baked, well, that could be arranged. He’s just certain that if he were to try and make something it’d come out like ash.
Silence expands along the conversation, however, and he focuses back on the sky as Oliver questions Safrin’s abilities. And when he mentions mind space, it confuses Sunjata for a brief moment. “Well, I don’t know if it’s from Safrin. But she made me Attuned, so I think it’s likely to assume.” He begins, trailing off momentarily. “I don’t… Have a mind space? I just reach into myself and I change. I didn’t know I had the panther form until LongNight when I became it.” A shrug.
But he comments about how he had helped comfort him during LongNight and Sunjata nods slightly. He still finds it a bit ridiculous of a moment, but LongNight had been rough and difficult for everyone. There was no judgements on his end, at the end of the day. So he nods, instead. “I’ll let you know.” He offers easily.
But the mention of baking? He snorts lightly, turning his head to look over at the blonde man. “I’m no cook, no baker.” He didn’t want to be one, either. He was meant for fighting, for training, for physical things. Baking wasn’t included in that spectrum. But if Oliver wanted company while he baked, well, that could be arranged. He’s just certain that if he were to try and make something it’d come out like ash.
Silence expands along the conversation, however, and he focuses back on the sky as Oliver questions Safrin’s abilities. And when he mentions mind space, it confuses Sunjata for a brief moment. “Well, I don’t know if it’s from Safrin. But she made me Attuned, so I think it’s likely to assume.” He begins, trailing off momentarily. “I don’t… Have a mind space? I just reach into myself and I change. I didn’t know I had the panther form until LongNight when I became it.” A shrug.
But he comments about how he had helped comfort him during LongNight and Sunjata nods slightly. He still finds it a bit ridiculous of a moment, but LongNight had been rough and difficult for everyone. There was no judgements on his end, at the end of the day. So he nods, instead. “I’ll let you know.” He offers easily.
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.
