SUNJATA
isn't it funny?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
“He always does, you know.” Sunjata retorts with a crooked grin, something boyish and amused. But he passes that off as he drags on the cigarette, nodding in understanding at the mention of her not being scared of her own abilities. Truthfully, it was a wonderful thing to hear – that she’d learned how to deal with them, how to work with them, more of an extension of herself than something closer to hatred and self loathing with them.
So he can’t help the words as they slip from his lips. “It’s a big step, Aurelia. I’m proud of you for that.” He shrugs, moving to tap the ash off the cigarette into the ashtray, before talk of his attunement arrives and his mood is far too good, far too bubbly to be drowned back down with talk of starry goddesses and deals.
“You didn’t.” He chimes, pointing a finger at her as he smirks, before he lets it falter into more seriousness. “No. It didn’t hurt. It just… Felt like something inside me had been unlocked. Like I’d always had it in me and she just let me see that it was there.” He pauses to take a sip of the water, before he’s chewing on the inside of his cheek. “Shifting doesn’t hurt either. You just… Change. Everything inside you moves and changes to better suit the shift you’ve picked to go into. And yes, you do kind of lose yourself a little.”
He hums for a moment as he considers it. “My… Moods tend to be sort of even. I think it’s because I have a fairly even mix between my predators and prey animals. But when I get another one that tips the scale I get a bit snappier. I became a protective asshole when I got my dragon shift.” He says with a soft laugh, pausing to pull on the cigarette. “You have to give into the shift a bit. Otherwise you’d never learn how to fly with them or become them, if you try to stay yourself. That’s the first thing Remi taught me.”
Because Remi had taught him to fly, after all. So many seasons ago.
So he can’t help the words as they slip from his lips. “It’s a big step, Aurelia. I’m proud of you for that.” He shrugs, moving to tap the ash off the cigarette into the ashtray, before talk of his attunement arrives and his mood is far too good, far too bubbly to be drowned back down with talk of starry goddesses and deals.
“You didn’t.” He chimes, pointing a finger at her as he smirks, before he lets it falter into more seriousness. “No. It didn’t hurt. It just… Felt like something inside me had been unlocked. Like I’d always had it in me and she just let me see that it was there.” He pauses to take a sip of the water, before he’s chewing on the inside of his cheek. “Shifting doesn’t hurt either. You just… Change. Everything inside you moves and changes to better suit the shift you’ve picked to go into. And yes, you do kind of lose yourself a little.”
He hums for a moment as he considers it. “My… Moods tend to be sort of even. I think it’s because I have a fairly even mix between my predators and prey animals. But when I get another one that tips the scale I get a bit snappier. I became a protective asshole when I got my dragon shift.” He says with a soft laugh, pausing to pull on the cigarette. “You have to give into the shift a bit. Otherwise you’d never learn how to fly with them or become them, if you try to stay yourself. That’s the first thing Remi taught me.”
Because Remi had taught him to fly, after all. So many seasons ago.
if we could light up the room with pain,
we'd be such a glorious fire
we'd be such a glorious fire
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.
