now i'm afraid to sleep at night, those who love me never felt the light
The Archon’s gaze seems to dance between Isla, Varus, and Wessex as the news is dropped upon them – ignoring the book for the moment as he takes in the blow for what it is. Falling behind. “Fucking Stormbreak.” Sunjata repeats Wessex’s sigh with far more weariness than even he had anticipated. He swallows hard, attention flickering to Isla as she brings up the Spire. It’s a good plan, one that he can wholeheartedly get behind.
“We should be keeping everyone in the loop.” He begins, pausing to cut himself off as the syringe is placed over to Isla and the bow set upon the table toward him. Nodding, he closes the book and slides it over toward Wessex before his lightning scarred hand lifts to run along the sleek edges of the Infernbow. “I’d prefer not to have any of you combust.” He agrees, offering a small smile her way. “I’ll use this.” Besides, he has water magic now. It isn’t like he’d fuck up so badly with using it himself that he couldn’t fix any potential fire issue.
“Any potential leads on the other relic?” He asks after a moment, having not found any himself but knowing that there had been some attempts on seeking it out.
“We should be keeping everyone in the loop.” He begins, pausing to cut himself off as the syringe is placed over to Isla and the bow set upon the table toward him. Nodding, he closes the book and slides it over toward Wessex before his lightning scarred hand lifts to run along the sleek edges of the Infernbow. “I’d prefer not to have any of you combust.” He agrees, offering a small smile her way. “I’ll use this.” Besides, he has water magic now. It isn’t like he’d fuck up so badly with using it himself that he couldn’t fix any potential fire issue.
“Any potential leads on the other relic?” He asks after a moment, having not found any himself but knowing that there had been some attempts on seeking it out.
haunted by the darkest sky
tell me, who the hell am i? tell me, who the hell am i?
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.
