SUNJATA
i found hope in a hopeless home
found my father but i lost my soul
found my father but i lost my soul
Her worries are completely valid and Sunjata nods in understanding, before he puffs out a quiet sigh, enough that his cheeks puff out slightly and the scar alongside his face pulls and twists with the movement. “You’re not alone, at least. You have Maeve to balance it out.” It was something he had tried to do with Nate toward the end, before Safrin had cut that idea down as if it were a weed sprouting through the concrete.
There’s a pulse of half surprise and half sadness that sweeps through him and down the attuned bond before he snuffs it out with his need to soothe both himself and her, and he flashes her a brighter smile. “We’ll be around to check in on you.” He murmurs softly, an olive branch for her to be able to find him or for him to seek her out whenever they are indeed around.
He begins to drag the cloth through a bit more ash until the fabric starts to turn a deep grey, one that assures him it’s quite coated before he’s picking it up to fold it and place it in a satchel hanging from his shoulder. “Hm, good question.” He hums, reaching up to tap his chin with a sooty finger, leaving a splotch of black behind. “Guess you’ll need to find a new partner like I had to when Ronin abandoned me.” He teases, because they both know that it’s a joke, that Ronin hadn’t officially abandoned him just as Sunjata hasn’t abandoned Aurelia entirely. “You’ll find someone. It’s amazing how many people out there don’t mind kicking the Governor’s ass now and then.”
There’s a pulse of half surprise and half sadness that sweeps through him and down the attuned bond before he snuffs it out with his need to soothe both himself and her, and he flashes her a brighter smile. “We’ll be around to check in on you.” He murmurs softly, an olive branch for her to be able to find him or for him to seek her out whenever they are indeed around.
He begins to drag the cloth through a bit more ash until the fabric starts to turn a deep grey, one that assures him it’s quite coated before he’s picking it up to fold it and place it in a satchel hanging from his shoulder. “Hm, good question.” He hums, reaching up to tap his chin with a sooty finger, leaving a splotch of black behind. “Guess you’ll need to find a new partner like I had to when Ronin abandoned me.” He teases, because they both know that it’s a joke, that Ronin hadn’t officially abandoned him just as Sunjata hasn’t abandoned Aurelia entirely. “You’ll find someone. It’s amazing how many people out there don’t mind kicking the Governor’s ass now and then.”
i tried to trace it, i aimed to scope
been tryna kill it, but it's all i know
been tryna kill it, but it's all i know
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.
