SUNJATA
i found hope in a hopeless home
found my father but i lost my soul
found my father but i lost my soul
We have. His accented rumble is full of nostalgia, reminiscent in a way that he hasn’t felt in a while. He loosens his shoulders as her paws move and the panther simply watches, steel eyes bright and gentle as Aurelia shifts and shrinks back down into herself, Sunjata watching as her hand rises to brush against his feline cheek, his whiskers flicking with the movement.
And then, Sunjata shifts back into himself, too, the Flood settled beneath Aurelia, her hand still on his cheek – still stubbled but not as fuzzy as it had been. And his gaze is also unreadable, tattooed arms rising to wrap her in a tight hug and pull her down to him, pressing his face above her shoulder. “It’s not like I’ll be gone forever, Aurelia.” He says gently, keeping her in that tight embrace. “I’ll still drop by now and then to be a pain in your ass, don’t you worry.” The chuckle vibrates through him and he wonders if she can feel the reverberations too, hoping she takes them for that and not the slight tremble it actually is. He thinks he might have even said the same thing earlier, but it's worth repeating if only to keep the thought alive, to slip away from the sadder parts.
Everything has changed and will continue to change and all Sunjata can do is be proud of the fact that he’s working on himself now after so long – not letting anyone try to sway him this way or that. For the first time he feels relieved, as if the weight that had been making a home on his shoulders have slipped off into the sea.
And then, Sunjata shifts back into himself, too, the Flood settled beneath Aurelia, her hand still on his cheek – still stubbled but not as fuzzy as it had been. And his gaze is also unreadable, tattooed arms rising to wrap her in a tight hug and pull her down to him, pressing his face above her shoulder. “It’s not like I’ll be gone forever, Aurelia.” He says gently, keeping her in that tight embrace. “I’ll still drop by now and then to be a pain in your ass, don’t you worry.” The chuckle vibrates through him and he wonders if she can feel the reverberations too, hoping she takes them for that and not the slight tremble it actually is. He thinks he might have even said the same thing earlier, but it's worth repeating if only to keep the thought alive, to slip away from the sadder parts.
Everything has changed and will continue to change and all Sunjata can do is be proud of the fact that he’s working on himself now after so long – not letting anyone try to sway him this way or that. For the first time he feels relieved, as if the weight that had been making a home on his shoulders have slipped off into the sea.
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.
