SUNJATA
the flood
feeling alive while you fight for your life
as you swim back to the beaches
as you swim back to the beaches
“That’s Nate’s and my promise as well.” He rumbles with an equal huff of laughter. Whatever worked, right? Though, of course, Sunjata and Nate hadn’t had the conversation of what would happen as Sunjata grew older and Nate remained the same. Mentally, they’re not prepared for it, at least Sunjata isn’t – blissfully unaware of ever bringing it up.
It’s easy to focus on Remi’s comments, though, the grin settling along his lips full of amusement – as if they’re decade long friends getting together once in a blue moon over a drink and shooting the shit of their separate lives, never missing a beat. “Practicing, huh?” Sunjata retorts, huffing another laugh at the show of playful disappointment. “Is that so?” He leans forward a bit, elbow resting on his leg as he considers Remi. “He's in luck. I’ve been building them since I was just a boy.”
It’s easy to focus on Remi’s comments, though, the grin settling along his lips full of amusement – as if they’re decade long friends getting together once in a blue moon over a drink and shooting the shit of their separate lives, never missing a beat. “Practicing, huh?” Sunjata retorts, huffing another laugh at the show of playful disappointment. “Is that so?” He leans forward a bit, elbow resting on his leg as he considers Remi. “He's in luck. I’ve been building them since I was just a boy.”
don't be scared of the tide, just prepare for the ride
as you float, you float, you float
as you float, you float, you float
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.
