i thought how your courage would never cease, like the waves of the sea
”Uncle Jata.” Well if that doesn’t transport him back in time. At least the boy isn’t aggressive, half expecting him to be given the close relationship to Safrin that his mother had, one that as far as Sunjata knew the young man held as well. But the horns are new and curiosity gleams in the steel of his gaze as he approaches when beckoned, because he’s got nothing else to do. “It has been awhile. You’ve grown up quite a bit.” So much more than that little boy afraid of his fire magic he’d once stumbled across before bringing him home.
He takes a seat beside the newly-made Ancient, steel that’s so similar to the boy’s slipping over to look at him to answer the question that follows. “Truthfully, could be better. But that’s pretty much all the time these days.” A crooked smile tugs at the scar that dances up his cheek and he flashes a wink as if to say it wasn’t a big deal. So instead, he juts his chin toward the horns and cocks a scarred brow. “Those are new.”
He takes a seat beside the newly-made Ancient, steel that’s so similar to the boy’s slipping over to look at him to answer the question that follows. “Truthfully, could be better. But that’s pretty much all the time these days.” A crooked smile tugs at the scar that dances up his cheek and he flashes a wink as if to say it wasn’t a big deal. So instead, he juts his chin toward the horns and cocks a scarred brow. “Those are new.”
the flood
say it once more, speak to my chest; i wanna bleed all of the words you've said
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
