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
The conversation shifts and the topics of Fae appearances dies off in a conversation that is both amusing and surprising for him, the edge and traces of a smirk crossing his face briefly, before more somber tones take over with the subject of dead Ascendeds and body parts shipped around the varying locations. He takes a deep inhale of a breath before sighing quietly through his nose with the fact that neither Deimos knew him either.
Perhaps he was just in the wrong place, without any back up from the well known Family Sunjata’s heard so much about. Instead, there’s a small shrug granted, a shake of his head – another dead end met. “No idea.” He rumbles, though it burns at him as well, the idea that they had nothing to go off of other than body parts and one attack that at first didn’t seem planned.
He turns his head to glance toward Deimos again, pausing as he focuses on what exactly he wants to say. “I’ve been searching Torchline for anything that might allude to it but have come up empty so far.” Perhaps if he finds anything he can let Deimos know, and likewise, he hopes the General might reach out to him too with any information.
Perhaps he was just in the wrong place, without any back up from the well known Family Sunjata’s heard so much about. Instead, there’s a small shrug granted, a shake of his head – another dead end met. “No idea.” He rumbles, though it burns at him as well, the idea that they had nothing to go off of other than body parts and one attack that at first didn’t seem planned.
He turns his head to glance toward Deimos again, pausing as he focuses on what exactly he wants to say. “I’ve been searching Torchline for anything that might allude to it but have come up empty so far.” Perhaps if he finds anything he can let Deimos know, and likewise, he hopes the General might reach out to him too with any information.
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.
