SUNJATA
the flood
'cause my life is like a bedroom door
don't lead me in when you feel low
don't lead me in when you feel low
The distraction works, it causes an exasperated huff to leave the korofi, a roll of his eyes that’s tossed out with the grin that crosses his face afterwards. But that’s that, for the most part, as Nate gets used to the shift in the water and comes careening back into him – splashing him back into the water as he grapples for anything to hold onto. Nate’s the option, and Sunjata when he finally rises back to the surface, sputtering a small amount, focuses his steel gaze on the electricity of Nate’s own, a rogue smirk crossing his face at the promise.
He’s half tempted to call Nate a liar for it. So instead, he aims to try and give the Ascended a bit of his own medicine, a bit of a chance to see why Sunjata had taken to water, what getting tossed into a river at six years old and forced to learn or drown might do. The splash of a tail fin and a dive under water right when he hears the outrage slip from Nate has him nearly grinning through the water as he dives beneath. And that predator within him can tell that Nate chases him – that he’s on his tail so to speak. But Sunjata’s practiced, and he nearly stills in the water, diving in a half spin to turn back on Nate to try and tug him along to the surface again, an easy spin as he tries to get a breath of air.
“To give an answer to earlier…” He trails off, running a wet hand through his soaked hair, searching Nate’s face with those charming, rogue grins of his. “They did call me the Flood for a reason.” A wink shot toward Nate as he goes to reach out to Nate, to brush a loving hand against the Ascended’s neck.
He’s half tempted to call Nate a liar for it. So instead, he aims to try and give the Ascended a bit of his own medicine, a bit of a chance to see why Sunjata had taken to water, what getting tossed into a river at six years old and forced to learn or drown might do. The splash of a tail fin and a dive under water right when he hears the outrage slip from Nate has him nearly grinning through the water as he dives beneath. And that predator within him can tell that Nate chases him – that he’s on his tail so to speak. But Sunjata’s practiced, and he nearly stills in the water, diving in a half spin to turn back on Nate to try and tug him along to the surface again, an easy spin as he tries to get a breath of air.
“To give an answer to earlier…” He trails off, running a wet hand through his soaked hair, searching Nate’s face with those charming, rogue grins of his. “They did call me the Flood for a reason.” A wink shot toward Nate as he goes to reach out to Nate, to brush a loving hand against the Ascended’s neck.
'cause i might make a move
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.
