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
He considers it thoughtfully, wondering if Weaver would know where Maea had gone. But the thought soon dissipates, humming beneath his breath. “She’s a natural from the Grounds, but she looks like she’d belong here more than anywhere else.” A shrug to that – a brief glimpse before his eyes of pale skin, pale feathers, the sun of Torchline turning it red instead of that deep bronze his skin was prone to do.
But the conversation shifts toward food now, and he notices the smug smile and offers a small raise of his brow. Korbin might be a scavenger, but many of Sunjata’s shifts weren’t too picky on food either – thankfully something that had been easier once he’d attuned. Regardless, he watches Korbin assure him before going to grab ingredients from a box, and curiously Sunjata can’t simply stay behind. So he pushes up from the table then, to move into the kitchen, leaning against the frame of the wall that hid it off from the rest of the bar.
“Which part of the Ursur is this?” He asks, gaze drifting toward the ingredients.
But the conversation shifts toward food now, and he notices the smug smile and offers a small raise of his brow. Korbin might be a scavenger, but many of Sunjata’s shifts weren’t too picky on food either – thankfully something that had been easier once he’d attuned. Regardless, he watches Korbin assure him before going to grab ingredients from a box, and curiously Sunjata can’t simply stay behind. So he pushes up from the table then, to move into the kitchen, leaning against the frame of the wall that hid it off from the rest of the bar.
“Which part of the Ursur is this?” He asks, gaze drifting toward the ingredients.
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.
