right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
Oh, Sunjata doesn’t look to the sky or the stars, he doesn’t look anywhere but the shrine they'd just cleaned, the reflecting flame of Ronin’s Phoenix partial shift glittering off the offerings. And so he works his jaw, silently, figuring out where to even begin, silently praying that it isn’t his last night to walk among Caido’s earth.
An arm is still braced around his middle as he stares at the shrine, working his jaw as he waits to see if Safrin graces them with her presence or not, unsure whether he hopes to rip the bandaid off now or let it sit and wait for another day — perhaps one where he isn’t in so much pain.
An arm is still braced around his middle as he stares at the shrine, working his jaw as he waits to see if Safrin graces them with her presence or not, unsure whether he hopes to rip the bandaid off now or let it sit and wait for another day — perhaps one where he isn’t in so much pain.
you're not who you were, but you can't let it go
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
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.
