// i came from a broken home, so look at all my broken bones
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
Somehow, the information of some of the plants on that strange island having bones within them cause Sunjata’s nose to wrinkle in distaste. Finding it a stranger occurrence than blood thirsty plants – though, realistically, Korofi likely had some of those too but given that the place he’d grown up in had been very much a modern day city, it wasn’t like he could go out into the wilderness and find them.
Regardless, as he offers the information of Isla, he hums a note of agreement. “Yeah. Sounds like her and Remi are talking again so she’s got quite the guide to take her around.” Someone that wasn’t like him who didn’t know whether he was welcome anywhere these days. Perhaps that’s why he still remained such a hermit, out of everyone’s way in King’s End.
Fangorn sneezes again and draws him from his thoughts, and he continues to spread the water around before looking to Melita with a raised brow. “I think you’re right.” It would explain the way the pollen keeps trying to rise. “Can I hold Fangorn? Get him out of it and cleaned up just in case it is?” Hopefully the gourd wouldn’t try to bite him or mind the little quick shower he’d receive so that they can venture deeper to see if the poison seems to be hiding something of worth within.
Regardless, as he offers the information of Isla, he hums a note of agreement. “Yeah. Sounds like her and Remi are talking again so she’s got quite the guide to take her around.” Someone that wasn’t like him who didn’t know whether he was welcome anywhere these days. Perhaps that’s why he still remained such a hermit, out of everyone’s way in King’s End.
Fangorn sneezes again and draws him from his thoughts, and he continues to spread the water around before looking to Melita with a raised brow. “I think you’re right.” It would explain the way the pollen keeps trying to rise. “Can I hold Fangorn? Get him out of it and cleaned up just in case it is?” Hopefully the gourd wouldn’t try to bite him or mind the little quick shower he’d receive so that they can venture deeper to see if the poison seems to be hiding something of worth within.
the flood
// i'm the next, so get in line
just let me have my fucking time //
just let me have my fucking time //
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.
