SUNJATA
the flood
there was a moment, a hole opened in the sky
a chance to join that pantheon
a chance to join that pantheon
“Of course I’m milking it.” Sunjata replies back, shooting Nate an innocent grin despite the admission. But before long, the crates and other random bullshit are placed outside, popped onto the sled while Sunjata listens to Jack’s comment, a quiet chuckle leaving the attuned as he considers it. “Maybe something will happen.” He shrugs, shoulders rising and falling – another portrait of innocence before he considers where they’re relocating the man.
It’s a small ways away, far enough to not be involved with the canal, but certainly better than what he deserved as Nate had put it. He rests a hand on top of one of the boxes they’d stacked on the sled, finding that it looked like just enough to not be too heavy for him to pull. He grabs a bit of string to tie around the boxes so they don’t quite fall off in transit – though if some slipped out, oh fucking well.
“There’s an empty place a couple of alleys over we’re putting him. He can deal with being further away from the Hanged Man.” He considers the two he’s arrived with, standing closer to Nate and reaching out to give the Ascended a light squeeze. “I’ve an idea that specifically involves you.” He rumbles to Nate with a light smirk, moving to pull Nate toward him. “Just use the Nyala shift and I’ll tie you in.” His head lifts, offering his neck already peppered with healed Ascended bites for another to add to the mix.
It’s work, right? Perhaps a quick bite much like what occurred in the volcano eruption was easy enough, not as distracting, and despite the thoughts and feelings that swirl through his mind and body with a sharp intake of breath, Sunjata does his best to recover for a few moments.
“And once we get there, we can just unload it out front.” His voice is a bit rougher here, but he slips away toward the front of the sled where a harness was laid out – helping Nate step into the harness to tighten it around him.
It luckily didn’t take that long to get there, only one or two boxes had threatened to fall (though if the bottles of the cheaper things broke in transit, oh well), and soon enough Sunjata’s stopping in front of a very abandoned looking place, moving to untie Nate and help unload the boxes.
Last one I think? Unload!
It’s a small ways away, far enough to not be involved with the canal, but certainly better than what he deserved as Nate had put it. He rests a hand on top of one of the boxes they’d stacked on the sled, finding that it looked like just enough to not be too heavy for him to pull. He grabs a bit of string to tie around the boxes so they don’t quite fall off in transit – though if some slipped out, oh fucking well.
“There’s an empty place a couple of alleys over we’re putting him. He can deal with being further away from the Hanged Man.” He considers the two he’s arrived with, standing closer to Nate and reaching out to give the Ascended a light squeeze. “I’ve an idea that specifically involves you.” He rumbles to Nate with a light smirk, moving to pull Nate toward him. “Just use the Nyala shift and I’ll tie you in.” His head lifts, offering his neck already peppered with healed Ascended bites for another to add to the mix.
It’s work, right? Perhaps a quick bite much like what occurred in the volcano eruption was easy enough, not as distracting, and despite the thoughts and feelings that swirl through his mind and body with a sharp intake of breath, Sunjata does his best to recover for a few moments.
“And once we get there, we can just unload it out front.” His voice is a bit rougher here, but he slips away toward the front of the sled where a harness was laid out – helping Nate step into the harness to tighten it around him.
It luckily didn’t take that long to get there, only one or two boxes had threatened to fall (though if the bottles of the cheaper things broke in transit, oh well), and soon enough Sunjata’s stopping in front of a very abandoned looking place, moving to untie Nate and help unload the boxes.
Last one I think? Unload!
for all the times they never heard your battlecry
now be an angel, sing along
now be an angel, sing along
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.
