i'll put all my pieces back together where they belong, and i'll say
“I guess it wouldn’t.” Sunjata murmurs quietly, ignoring the extra bits of feathers that float to the ground past the shock of the airhorn. As for immortality and power? Well, Ronin’s right. With the war on its way it was a tantalizing option, but it still causes his gut to churn, his impulse to chew on his cheek.
He does manage a small huff of a laugh, a bit of pride pulsing through the Attuned bond toward his friend as they pause by yet another mirror that makes them incredibly short with big blocky faces and bodies. “I did, actually. I asked Safrin to think about it so I didn’t need to do the whole… Impulse answer, implode my marriage. And I told him.” He’s proud of himself for it, unlike when Kamaria had been conceived. It wasn’t a surprise Nate had to come home to.
Sunjata’s sure that Nate likely knows the consequences of it, but Nate had asked for time to figure something out and Sunjata had obliged. But as it stands with battles over relics, he’s not too inclined to mention to his friend about the thought process that goes into it, so instead he reaches for Ronin’s sleeve, tugging him along further into the maze. “Suppose we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.” He says offhandedly. “Probably sooner rather than later, if I had to guess.” Because that's how it always went.
He does manage a small huff of a laugh, a bit of pride pulsing through the Attuned bond toward his friend as they pause by yet another mirror that makes them incredibly short with big blocky faces and bodies. “I did, actually. I asked Safrin to think about it so I didn’t need to do the whole… Impulse answer, implode my marriage. And I told him.” He’s proud of himself for it, unlike when Kamaria had been conceived. It wasn’t a surprise Nate had to come home to.
Sunjata’s sure that Nate likely knows the consequences of it, but Nate had asked for time to figure something out and Sunjata had obliged. But as it stands with battles over relics, he’s not too inclined to mention to his friend about the thought process that goes into it, so instead he reaches for Ronin’s sleeve, tugging him along further into the maze. “Suppose we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.” He says offhandedly. “Probably sooner rather than later, if I had to guess.” Because that's how it always went.
god, i'm a mess
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.
