SUNJATA
the flood
holding back the flood,
in this skyscraper town
He chuckles lightly at the admission from the dwarf while they work. He knows what that’s like – to want to see something yet not see it all the same. It’s a strange culmination of whether curiosity killed the cat, he supposes. And given how many lives of his feline shifts he’s given, he’s inclined to prevent more from being taken – to avoid seeing if he would officially end up somewhere in the ground, even if his husband couldn’t any longer.
Unless of course, the Voice perished.
LongNight in Torchline, though, is a better topic of discussion, and Sunjata can’t help but to keep the small smile on his face as he works through Darkeye’s instructions, nodding along. “You should go sometime. Easily the best fun I’ve had.” It’s where he’d ruled for a time, where he’d gotten married, where he’d killed his father.
Regardless, he draws silent again as he follows the intervals of timing for heat to help Darkeye begin to forge the bronze.
Unless of course, the Voice perished.
LongNight in Torchline, though, is a better topic of discussion, and Sunjata can’t help but to keep the small smile on his face as he works through Darkeye’s instructions, nodding along. “You should go sometime. Easily the best fun I’ve had.” It’s where he’d ruled for a time, where he’d gotten married, where he’d killed his father.
Regardless, he draws silent again as he follows the intervals of timing for heat to help Darkeye begin to forge the bronze.
you gave all that sweat and blood,
now you think you're gonna drown
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.
