A blender in a lightning storm, disguised as a blessing I'm sure
“That so, huh? We all made deals. We’re all dogs in case you forgot.” He spits, prepared to suck down a breath though his back aches and everything else begins to burn and roil within him in the worst possible ways. He barks his laugh, he realizes the core root of the problem, and he announces it — like a fool, like an idiot that thinks once Ronin realizes it, it might make things better.
It doesn’t, of course.
Starlight and fire crackle out of Ronin, Sunjata withdrawing from it immediately, pinned next to the wall as he is. So he shifts, to a bat to evade Ronin’s wrath while pinned to the wall, and he haphazardly manages to make it to the ground in the middle of the alley before the wind slams him down.
And he shifts again, growing and growing until the dragon settles there with a glowing blue throat. Because the threat Ronin has made is not just about his life, but about his pact with their goddess. It affects the deal he’s made with Safrin over Nate. And it would ruin everything. Don’t you fucking dare threaten me like that, Ronin. You’re better than that. Lightning crackles along his bared teeth. You’re jealous but for shitty reasons. You’re always her first choice. And I’m fucking glad for it. I don’t want it. You can have her, he seems to suggest, waiting with lightning on a leash.
It doesn’t, of course.
Starlight and fire crackle out of Ronin, Sunjata withdrawing from it immediately, pinned next to the wall as he is. So he shifts, to a bat to evade Ronin’s wrath while pinned to the wall, and he haphazardly manages to make it to the ground in the middle of the alley before the wind slams him down.
And he shifts again, growing and growing until the dragon settles there with a glowing blue throat. Because the threat Ronin has made is not just about his life, but about his pact with their goddess. It affects the deal he’s made with Safrin over Nate. And it would ruin everything. Don’t you fucking dare threaten me like that, Ronin. You’re better than that. Lightning crackles along his bared teeth. You’re jealous but for shitty reasons. You’re always her first choice. And I’m fucking glad for it. I don’t want it. You can have her, he seems to suggest, waiting with lightning on a leash.
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.
