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
As Nate shifts, the hand in his hair trace soft circles through it, Nate leaning back to meet those steel eyes that nearly edge toward the shade again. Despite the edge of a smirk, it does spark some sort of smile on Sunjata – though something perhaps a bit more closely related to being exasperation. He offered himself up, wholly, without thinking of what could happen. Without knowing of what had happened with Ronin and Safrin, of the child that had suddenly appeared… He sighs, and lifts his chin to at least be able to tell Nate what worries he has.
He can tie it in with what the quest is, at least. And he’s not entirely sure how the Ascended might take it, considering… The war that’s supposedly brewing, but he hopes that Nate realizes Sunjata wouldn’t do anything to intentionally hurt him. He has to know it, doesn’t he? “I asked to be something for her like Ronin and Amalia were. Amalia’s her Shield, Ronin’s her Star.” He chews on his lower lip briefly. “There’s those daggers I have back home, the ones with the stars all over the hilts of the both of them… She made them for me. I think I’m to become her dagger.” His voice grows a bit quieter here, but at least he lets his head move within Nate’s hand to meet the Ascended’s gaze with the gentle guidance.
“I have to get the blood of every race on one of them. The other has to be used for justice. And then I have to go back and see what else she needs from me.” There’s a quiet sigh that slips from his lips, his gaze shuttering slightly as he considers it. And he swallows hard, the seriousness of the conversation winning out in the end. “You know… Seren is Ronin and Safrin’s, right? He didn’t know what he did with Safrin was real, Nate. He thought it was a dream and some small amount of time later Safrin came down and gave Seren to him to care for… What, two seasons after his daughter was killed during Fiat Lux?” Perhaps it answers his uncertainty about how it could change everything. What if he’s made to do something that would change everything else? What if she did something to him that would change him forever?
Would Nate stay?
He can tie it in with what the quest is, at least. And he’s not entirely sure how the Ascended might take it, considering… The war that’s supposedly brewing, but he hopes that Nate realizes Sunjata wouldn’t do anything to intentionally hurt him. He has to know it, doesn’t he? “I asked to be something for her like Ronin and Amalia were. Amalia’s her Shield, Ronin’s her Star.” He chews on his lower lip briefly. “There’s those daggers I have back home, the ones with the stars all over the hilts of the both of them… She made them for me. I think I’m to become her dagger.” His voice grows a bit quieter here, but at least he lets his head move within Nate’s hand to meet the Ascended’s gaze with the gentle guidance.
“I have to get the blood of every race on one of them. The other has to be used for justice. And then I have to go back and see what else she needs from me.” There’s a quiet sigh that slips from his lips, his gaze shuttering slightly as he considers it. And he swallows hard, the seriousness of the conversation winning out in the end. “You know… Seren is Ronin and Safrin’s, right? He didn’t know what he did with Safrin was real, Nate. He thought it was a dream and some small amount of time later Safrin came down and gave Seren to him to care for… What, two seasons after his daughter was killed during Fiat Lux?” Perhaps it answers his uncertainty about how it could change everything. What if he’s made to do something that would change everything else? What if she did something to him that would change him forever?
Would Nate stay?
'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.
