right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
A low hum of agreement leaves him, but not much else. They try and try and try and the end result is still the same. So what else is there to do other than accept the inevitable? It’s the reason for his moroseness, the fact that it’s unlikely that the war shifts in his favor, and he has to spend the rest of his life trying to figure out just how to hold himself together yet again.
The thought makes him frown as the conversation shifts, Sunjata heaving a soft sigh as his gaze finds Hotaru’s bicolored ones as her shoulder bumps into his and he spies her weary smile. “It would be easier if we were at least tolerant of one another.” He pauses with a small shrug, his shoulder bumping into hers again. “I will do my best.” He murmurs, offering a soft smile before he pushes himself off the ground and offers her a hand.
“I wish you all the luck in the war, Ru.” He murmurs softly, a hint of sadness crossing his gaze before he has to look away.
The thought makes him frown as the conversation shifts, Sunjata heaving a soft sigh as his gaze finds Hotaru’s bicolored ones as her shoulder bumps into his and he spies her weary smile. “It would be easier if we were at least tolerant of one another.” He pauses with a small shrug, his shoulder bumping into hers again. “I will do my best.” He murmurs, offering a soft smile before he pushes himself off the ground and offers her a hand.
“I wish you all the luck in the war, Ru.” He murmurs softly, a hint of sadness crossing his gaze before he has to look away.
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.
