SuNJATA
the flood
Eye to eye, good, even as Gideon starts spouting off all this bullshit, Sunjata can’t help the laugh that leaves him — a hollow bark of a sound, head cocking as his gaze lands back on the Priest. Sunjata’s taller, despite all the bruising and pain, and he intends to own every inch he has above Gideon. Armored plates flicker to life along his shoulders, down his arms, hands turning into sharp clawed talons. His lips part, but nothing comes out — not as Nate’s suddenly there and there’s some deep comfort in having his husband here, even if it’s screaming in this Priest’s face.
Gods, he loves him.
There’s a sharp fanged smile that spreads on Sunjata’s face, one that has him tilting his head a bit. “Oh, we were civil.” He comments, waving the taloned hand between them. Aurelia’s voice pipes up and there’s a deep recognition that hits Sunjata like a train, something hidden behind the mask but Nate would be able to feel it still him. Then Harper is there and reaching for the Priest and Sunjata’s gaze focuses on the other man. “It’s handled.” He growls through his rough, hoarse voice, eyes narrowed when he looks back at Gideon.
“You wrecked the Ascended shrine. And yet you arrive here, preaching your bullshit in an effort to make us listen when you threw the first stone?” He snaps. “Jail him.” His clawed hand extends to try and catch Aurelia’s attention. And then? Well, regardless if Harper steps in the way, Sunjata pushes forward to try and grab Gideon.
Gods, he loves him.
There’s a sharp fanged smile that spreads on Sunjata’s face, one that has him tilting his head a bit. “Oh, we were civil.” He comments, waving the taloned hand between them. Aurelia’s voice pipes up and there’s a deep recognition that hits Sunjata like a train, something hidden behind the mask but Nate would be able to feel it still him. Then Harper is there and reaching for the Priest and Sunjata’s gaze focuses on the other man. “It’s handled.” He growls through his rough, hoarse voice, eyes narrowed when he looks back at Gideon.
“You wrecked the Ascended shrine. And yet you arrive here, preaching your bullshit in an effort to make us listen when you threw the first stone?” He snaps. “Jail him.” His clawed hand extends to try and catch Aurelia’s attention. And then? Well, regardless if Harper steps in the way, Sunjata pushes forward to try and grab Gideon.
rely a bit too heavily on alcohol & irony
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
