SUNJATA
angel loves to keep me spinning, much too high to see
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
All he can do is offer advice over the deities in Caido. Whether or not his advice is taken isn’t something he can control, nor is it something he’d openly begrudge someone for doing. Perhaps it would result better for someone with no prior attachments, being aligned to Safrin. For him, though? It was perhaps the worst idea he’s ever had.
He does glance up toward the twinkling stars in the sky, frowning at them momentarily before his gaze lands back on Koa and his surprise that Sunjata’s letting him borrow it. He huffs a soft laugh, watching the young man practice with it again before practicing with the stones he picks up, far more energetic than Sunjata is these days. “I want it back eventually, but for now you can use it.” A little reminder that he isn’t so kind as to offer it as a gift, but simply a temporary practice weapon.
He doesn’t have his bow on him but he does flash Koa a crooked smile, rotating the rabbit as he hums a sound of agreement to the legend before he delves into his bow. “It wasn’t fancy or magical, but it was a pretty bow. Black with water designs etched into it. It was the closest thing I had to the weapons I used back home.” The closest thing he could find here to a gun, that is.
But he looks back up at Koa curiously. “I’ve worked on both, though. My bow for ranged and I box for anything up close. Admittedly I lean heavily on my shifts and magic these days though.” Hard to tell based off of the muscles that still rippled under his plush sweater, one to keep him warm in the cool Leafchange night under the stars.
He does glance up toward the twinkling stars in the sky, frowning at them momentarily before his gaze lands back on Koa and his surprise that Sunjata’s letting him borrow it. He huffs a soft laugh, watching the young man practice with it again before practicing with the stones he picks up, far more energetic than Sunjata is these days. “I want it back eventually, but for now you can use it.” A little reminder that he isn’t so kind as to offer it as a gift, but simply a temporary practice weapon.
He doesn’t have his bow on him but he does flash Koa a crooked smile, rotating the rabbit as he hums a sound of agreement to the legend before he delves into his bow. “It wasn’t fancy or magical, but it was a pretty bow. Black with water designs etched into it. It was the closest thing I had to the weapons I used back home.” The closest thing he could find here to a gun, that is.
But he looks back up at Koa curiously. “I’ve worked on both, though. My bow for ranged and I box for anything up close. Admittedly I lean heavily on my shifts and magic these days though.” Hard to tell based off of the muscles that still rippled under his plush sweater, one to keep him warm in the cool Leafchange night under the stars.
every choice, every lie, demons that he kept inside
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
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.
