fightin' with my shadow, that is somethin' i am good at / givin' me the power that is provin' to have backlash
“You’ve got this, Quanil.” Sunjata reassures them with a brighter smile, a bit more genuine than many of his other smiles. But he prepares himself, taking a stance that would make it easy for Quanil to follow through, steel eyes following the fists as he aims to keep his own hands in place.
The first strike hits dead center in Sunjata’s hand, a small sound of a pop released from the impact, that has Sunjata relatively surprised at the accuracy of it. Then, they dodge, and the next strike comes again with a little less accuracy, but still landing somewhere within Sunjata’s relatively large and calloused hands. A bright grin crosses his face to this, bobbing his head in a nod. “Perfect, now do it again.” He places his hands in slightly different locations, giving Quanil the chance to try again.
The first strike hits dead center in Sunjata’s hand, a small sound of a pop released from the impact, that has Sunjata relatively surprised at the accuracy of it. Then, they dodge, and the next strike comes again with a little less accuracy, but still landing somewhere within Sunjata’s relatively large and calloused hands. A bright grin crosses his face to this, bobbing his head in a nod. “Perfect, now do it again.” He places his hands in slightly different locations, giving Quanil the chance to try again.
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.
