SUNJATA
clipped wings and you're the one holding the bone saw
now things are getting so out of control
now things are getting so out of control
It’s been a long time since the Flood has heard his name called so openly in the Grounds. It’s been a longer time since he’s heard it shrieked around, with the unfortunate help of the hEARS in his ear. And in an effort to help relieve some of the screaming of his name from penetrating the surrounding buildings, he seeks out the source.
It’s been a longer time still since he’d seen Edrei. Back when the Advocates had just started, back when Lucas and Ezra and Adam were all a tightknit bunch, working to undermine or bolster Zariah’s leadership. He rounds the corner, though, in his bat shift, turning back into himself as he rocks on his heels, brows pinched as he regards her. “Didn’t imagine it’d be you to scream my name into the night.” He hums with a small laugh, one that fades a fraction as he steps closer, hands moving into his pockets. “You rang?”
It’s been a longer time still since he’d seen Edrei. Back when the Advocates had just started, back when Lucas and Ezra and Adam were all a tightknit bunch, working to undermine or bolster Zariah’s leadership. He rounds the corner, though, in his bat shift, turning back into himself as he rocks on his heels, brows pinched as he regards her. “Didn’t imagine it’d be you to scream my name into the night.” He hums with a small laugh, one that fades a fraction as he steps closer, hands moving into his pockets. “You rang?”
the spiraling starts and we can't pull up, our hands are tied together so,
on the way down, we make every moment count
on the way down, we make every moment count
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.
