SUNJATA
the flood
The idea of something versatile has him mulling over the options as he slides the paper toward the Ascended, pausing after filling his glass again to rub at the side of his cheek through some stubble. “Hmm, that’ll be tough.” Many of them were simply as is, simple animals aside from the dragon and the Pegasus, both having a bit of a magical power to them. The rest? They were as is.
The tattoos that swirl up his arms in the shape of waves, inked with starry galaxies. The stars shift ever so slightly, and if Aamu looks long enough he might spy a shooting star cross over the Attuned’s forearm. Sunjata pays it no mind, however, used to the subtle shift of the stars inked into his arms. “Don’t discredit the orca.” He murmurs with a playful grin spreading across his face. “I got swallowed up by a mud monster a couple of years ago and it did wonders to try and break me out from the inside.” His head dips in a knowing nod as he picks up his glass, a finger pointed at Aamu as if to prove the point, before he takes a sip.
He doesn’t anticipate the next question, one that has him sobering slightly as he considers it, huffing a quiet sigh and placing that amused smile back on his face. “I imagine Safrin isn’t thrilled.” But she had also not made him choose between them. “Truth be told I haven’t mentioned it much at all.” Whether he was afraid of the answer or what Safrin may think of it, it’s hard to say. It absolutely wasn’t a secret that he was in love and married to an Ascended. It was more of an internal secret of just how far that love would take him in the eyes of the Old Gods.
The tattoos that swirl up his arms in the shape of waves, inked with starry galaxies. The stars shift ever so slightly, and if Aamu looks long enough he might spy a shooting star cross over the Attuned’s forearm. Sunjata pays it no mind, however, used to the subtle shift of the stars inked into his arms. “Don’t discredit the orca.” He murmurs with a playful grin spreading across his face. “I got swallowed up by a mud monster a couple of years ago and it did wonders to try and break me out from the inside.” His head dips in a knowing nod as he picks up his glass, a finger pointed at Aamu as if to prove the point, before he takes a sip.
He doesn’t anticipate the next question, one that has him sobering slightly as he considers it, huffing a quiet sigh and placing that amused smile back on his face. “I imagine Safrin isn’t thrilled.” But she had also not made him choose between them. “Truth be told I haven’t mentioned it much at all.” Whether he was afraid of the answer or what Safrin may think of it, it’s hard to say. It absolutely wasn’t a secret that he was in love and married to an Ascended. It was more of an internal secret of just how far that love would take him in the eyes of the Old Gods.
you ain't gotta hurt no more, didn't you hear? the war's over
just don't look behind that door, you don't wanna get that much closer
just don't look behind that door, you don't wanna get that much closer
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.
