and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
Somehow it isn’t surprising to to Sunjata about Ronin, some bit of amusement lacing through him with a quiet huff of a laugh. There’s a brief shrug, a lowering of his head as he takes it for what it is, until Remi speaks of Nate and Sunjata shakes his head. “It’s fine. We have a pretty open thing too.” His hand waves out in front of him, waving it off. Nate knows that he’s the Ascendeds, the ring settled on his finger ensures that much with their prior agreement echoing through it.
“Ahhh, Jack. He and I have had a few run ins. Kicked my ass for the accident with Zeph, then Nate went and kicked his ass before they set sail apparently.” A low laugh leaves him, lips curled up in amusement. “Haven’t heard much from them since.” An easy shrug is given to that — while it wasn’t entirely their respective job positions in Torchline, brawls happened, vendettas were formed and enacted, and that’s just how it was. Sunjata had learned that the hard way.
But when it comes to the Order, Sunjata nods, pausing to sip from the glass of water as he considers what all that implies. As for he and Nate? He can’t help the frown that forms along his face, his uncertainty from radiating out from him. “I talked to Safrin about that...” In a moment of weakness. “If it comes down to it I’ll do everything I can to protect him.” Not for the Voice per say, but for Nate. “She said I could hide him for a time. Not forever… But.” All he wanted was more time. “She said if the old gods win, they’ll either be gone entirely or changed fundamentally.”
“Ahhh, Jack. He and I have had a few run ins. Kicked my ass for the accident with Zeph, then Nate went and kicked his ass before they set sail apparently.” A low laugh leaves him, lips curled up in amusement. “Haven’t heard much from them since.” An easy shrug is given to that — while it wasn’t entirely their respective job positions in Torchline, brawls happened, vendettas were formed and enacted, and that’s just how it was. Sunjata had learned that the hard way.
But when it comes to the Order, Sunjata nods, pausing to sip from the glass of water as he considers what all that implies. As for he and Nate? He can’t help the frown that forms along his face, his uncertainty from radiating out from him. “I talked to Safrin about that...” In a moment of weakness. “If it comes down to it I’ll do everything I can to protect him.” Not for the Voice per say, but for Nate. “She said I could hide him for a time. Not forever… But.” All he wanted was more time. “She said if the old gods win, they’ll either be gone entirely or changed fundamentally.”
stitching up the loose threads of my soul
so in the morning i'm bulletproof
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.
