SUNJATA
the flood
i'm nothing more than a page unwritten
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
Any sort of aggression or annoyance on Amun begins to drop away as Sunjata confirms the fact he plans on speaking to Maea. And with it, he manages to release a tight breath — beginning to walk the path back to the house. And soon enough Amun is at his side, offering some support. He pauses in his step, considering it, half tempted to be stubborn and claim he doesn’t want to.
But that would mean the wounds might reopen again, further this time and he’s really not in the mood for that. So he sighs, leans on Amun with a nod of thanks, gesturing with his bruised and slightly still broken hand that’s been wrapped up toward the path to the home. Haai guides the way, trotting along the grasses with her wings tucked in tight.
Sunjata shakes his head to Amun’s question, gaze still focused on the path. “Deimos attacked me for the whole ordeal with the Temple shrine. Broke my hand in a spar with Ronin.” He lists it off, muscle feathering in his jaw slightly. “Not sure how long it’ll take yet. The healers here aren’t exactly the best.” He rumbles, recalling how long it had taken for his shark bites to heal.
But that would mean the wounds might reopen again, further this time and he’s really not in the mood for that. So he sighs, leans on Amun with a nod of thanks, gesturing with his bruised and slightly still broken hand that’s been wrapped up toward the path to the home. Haai guides the way, trotting along the grasses with her wings tucked in tight.
Sunjata shakes his head to Amun’s question, gaze still focused on the path. “Deimos attacked me for the whole ordeal with the Temple shrine. Broke my hand in a spar with Ronin.” He lists it off, muscle feathering in his jaw slightly. “Not sure how long it’ll take yet. The healers here aren’t exactly the best.” He rumbles, recalling how long it had taken for his shark bites to heal.
you win a lot, and you lose
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
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.
