// do my worst, shoot the moon, stab the sun. got a curse, on the tip of my tongue
you go first, and i swear that i'll jump. born to kill, tiny slice of the throat //
you go first, and i swear that i'll jump. born to kill, tiny slice of the throat //
Ah, that’s right. The Vi demigod.
Sunjata works his jaw, the new demigod taking a shallow breath to try and draw up a bit higher to his full height, though it certainly looks and feels painful when he does. He pauses to chew on the inside of his cheek, a small snort leaving his nose at the comment. “Frey was the first god I met.” He offers easily – the fact not being a secret in the slightest. “When I went to attune I thought I was going to them, but it was Safrin who showed and attuned me.” He shrugs a painful shoulder, before he’s turning away from the shrine and Noah asks a question that has him barking a laugh, then coughing right after.
His arm wraps around his ribs a bit tighter as he shakes his head, curls dancing, the earrings in his ears moving with the movement, the dangly ones hovering above his shoulders. “Gods no.” He says with a small amount of vehemence. “I’ll have to face it one day but today’s not the day.” He shakes his head, tilting his head back to glance at Noah. “Besides, I don’t regret what I did.”At least not right now. And that was perhaps the crux of the issue with him to begin with.
Sunjata works his jaw, the new demigod taking a shallow breath to try and draw up a bit higher to his full height, though it certainly looks and feels painful when he does. He pauses to chew on the inside of his cheek, a small snort leaving his nose at the comment. “Frey was the first god I met.” He offers easily – the fact not being a secret in the slightest. “When I went to attune I thought I was going to them, but it was Safrin who showed and attuned me.” He shrugs a painful shoulder, before he’s turning away from the shrine and Noah asks a question that has him barking a laugh, then coughing right after.
His arm wraps around his ribs a bit tighter as he shakes his head, curls dancing, the earrings in his ears moving with the movement, the dangly ones hovering above his shoulders. “Gods no.” He says with a small amount of vehemence. “I’ll have to face it one day but today’s not the day.” He shakes his head, tilting his head back to glance at Noah. “Besides, I don’t regret what I did.”
a new pill, or the poison you know, let it spill && i swear that i'll go
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.
