// do my worst, shoot the moon, stab the sun. got a curse, on the tip of my tongue
you go first, and i swear that i'll jump. born to kill, tiny slice of the throat //
you go first, and i swear that i'll jump. born to kill, tiny slice of the throat //
He also didn’t expect the day to turn into a history of Noah, but Sunjata can’t complain. It’s better than getting his ribs punched again. Better than tasting the copper on his tongue and the way his lungs feel like they’re crushing with each and every breath. So he stills, deciding that he doesn’t think that Noah is going to attack him, so he moves to sit on the grassy knoll again to get a bit more comfortable, to stretch out his legs, looking away from the shrine as he keeps his arm braced along his ribs.
Idly, he wonders what it might have been like to become an attuned from such a young age. “I imagine it must have been a surprise to get them all back so suddenly.” He comments idly, leaning back on an elbow until the mention of Phoebe has him snorting again. “Ah. She’s why I went to Frey in the first place, too.” He shrugs lightly, wincing a fraction at the movement but sucking in another shallow breath as he pushes past it, trying not to let how much pain he’s in show. “She’s another Frey demigod. I don’t… Think she’s found out about me yet. Probably won’t be too happy about it.” To this, he casts a slightly amused gaze back up at Noah with the raise of his wounded brow. “She’s my ex-wife. And Frey even officiated the wedding. Makes things a little awkward.”
Idly, he wonders what it might have been like to become an attuned from such a young age. “I imagine it must have been a surprise to get them all back so suddenly.” He comments idly, leaning back on an elbow until the mention of Phoebe has him snorting again. “Ah. She’s why I went to Frey in the first place, too.” He shrugs lightly, wincing a fraction at the movement but sucking in another shallow breath as he pushes past it, trying not to let how much pain he’s in show. “She’s another Frey demigod. I don’t… Think she’s found out about me yet. Probably won’t be too happy about it.” To this, he casts a slightly amused gaze back up at Noah with the raise of his wounded brow. “She’s my ex-wife. And Frey even officiated the wedding. Makes things a little awkward.”
a new pill, or the poison you know, let it spill && i swear that i'll go
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.
