// a reminder, ready when you find her, i repress the iridescence of a fire
won't you mind him, steady when you find him, i confess the incandescence of a dyin' light //
won't you mind him, steady when you find him, i confess the incandescence of a dyin' light //
He drags Nate over, a smirk lingering on his face when he focuses on Amalia and the question that’s aired. Nate’s voice is a bitter thing, and Sunjata tugs him closer, letting his warmth leach into the Ascended along with the outside air. “Oh, she’s supposed to be. She's Safrin's Shield.” He rumbles, leaning toward Nate like he’s whispering a conspirator's tale in his lover’s ear.
But when Amalia turns, teeth bared, there’s a wider smirk that spreads across Sunjata’s face – fangs extending on his own as he releases Nate to go and crouch in the sand before the Shield, blocking her sunlight with his shadow. “I am the sun, Amalia.” His head tilts, focused on her for a brief moment before his gaze flickers to Nate. “Sun…Jata.”
But when Amalia turns, teeth bared, there’s a wider smirk that spreads across Sunjata’s face – fangs extending on his own as he releases Nate to go and crouch in the sand before the Shield, blocking her sunlight with his shadow. “I am the sun, Amalia.” His head tilts, focused on her for a brief moment before his gaze flickers to Nate. “Sun…Jata.”
SUNJATA
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.
