SUNJATA
the flood
'cause we might as well be blind,
if seeing is believing, this parable's misleading
if seeing is believing, this parable's misleading
Their gaze meets and Sunjata finds his own storms impassible. A shield and a mask in place because it wasn’t just the distrust from Korbin that Sunjata could feel, it was the unsaid words beneath the tension that was palpable within the room. Honestly, Sunjata didn’t care too much about it — focused on the task of ensuring everything was up to his standards, and in turn, Weaver’s as well.
So when Korbin replies, all it does is spark a quiet chuckle, a smile crossing that face of his as he shakes his head. “So I mean it.” He clarifies with a faltering smile as he reaches to place more bottles, moving the empty crate toward the others, beginning the process of breaking them down for when he brings them back to the Grounds and makes another trip. He’s cautious with how he does it, trying to ensure no splinters find their way into the fresh ink work.
The spider continues to gorge itself and Haai hums quietly in her sleep.
So when Korbin replies, all it does is spark a quiet chuckle, a smile crossing that face of his as he shakes his head. “So I mean it.” He clarifies with a faltering smile as he reaches to place more bottles, moving the empty crate toward the others, beginning the process of breaking them down for when he brings them back to the Grounds and makes another trip. He’s cautious with how he does it, trying to ensure no splinters find their way into the fresh ink work.
The spider continues to gorge itself and Haai hums quietly in her sleep.
you've got your shotgun loaded with excuses
— that you'll fire in vain —
but those 12 rounds just won't do
— that you'll fire in vain —
but those 12 rounds just won't do
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.
