SUNJATA
the flood
you killed a man there, and i cried
but the rain masked the hurt behind your face
but the rain masked the hurt behind your face
He supposes that is all that matters. That he’s here now, he’s returned and can start to take matters back into his own hands. For now, though, he needs a place to start – a space to begin, and he tugs her close into a gentle hug, some sort of attempt to ground himself with the distraction she’s offered by the information.
That is, until he stiffens like a board when she mentions the Order again. Because there’s the Order and the War that’s coming, on top of these smaller affairs. And he wonders just how he’s to manage all of this when he and Nate had wanted to have a moment to have their family. Perhaps it’s selfish to still want and crave the happiness it can offer. Perhaps it’s all Sunjata’ll get.
He huffs out a sigh, though, through a painful throat, nodding in agreement. But her confusion is palpable and her explanation of the Sword is one that Sunjata both understands and doesn’t. Because Deimos often had that stony face, but he knows who few may be capable of bringing him out of it.
Deimos is Hotaru’s best friend. He tells Aurelia, letting his reddened gaze scan her new freckled face before he looks away, trying to figure out where to begin the explanation. I saw the sketch of the eagle Jack had. It matches Deimos’. And when it comes to revenge for Hotaru, Deimos is first in line. Another pause, a slight slump to his shoulders as he tries to avoid her gaze. He actually came to my house last season. During the monsoons. Threatened me but said he wouldn’t do anything given that Kamaria was home. So it turned into a… If I hurt Hotaru again or messed with those he cared about, then there would be retaliation. He pauses to rub at his side, at the scars that Deimos had given him over a year ago. But I hadn’t… I didn’t do anything.
That is, until he stiffens like a board when she mentions the Order again. Because there’s the Order and the War that’s coming, on top of these smaller affairs. And he wonders just how he’s to manage all of this when he and Nate had wanted to have a moment to have their family. Perhaps it’s selfish to still want and crave the happiness it can offer. Perhaps it’s all Sunjata’ll get.
He huffs out a sigh, though, through a painful throat, nodding in agreement. But her confusion is palpable and her explanation of the Sword is one that Sunjata both understands and doesn’t. Because Deimos often had that stony face, but he knows who few may be capable of bringing him out of it.
Deimos is Hotaru’s best friend. He tells Aurelia, letting his reddened gaze scan her new freckled face before he looks away, trying to figure out where to begin the explanation. I saw the sketch of the eagle Jack had. It matches Deimos’. And when it comes to revenge for Hotaru, Deimos is first in line. Another pause, a slight slump to his shoulders as he tries to avoid her gaze. He actually came to my house last season. During the monsoons. Threatened me but said he wouldn’t do anything given that Kamaria was home. So it turned into a… If I hurt Hotaru again or messed with those he cared about, then there would be retaliation. He pauses to rub at his side, at the scars that Deimos had given him over a year ago. But I hadn’t… I didn’t do anything.
by the way, dear, we're alive
and it hurts 'cause we survived it
and it hurts 'cause we survived it
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.
