i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
Petronella settles evenly on Sunjata’s shoulders while he stands, adjusting his jacket only minimally to give the sea panther enough space to lock herself into so she won’t slip off of him. It allows Sunjata to focus on Sohalia’s suggestion of a restaurant not far from the Eye they could eat at. Flashing her a smile, he nods and follows her, humming a soft little “can’t wait,” accented lightly.
The path they take is one that is unfamiliar to the Flood – not surprisingly, given how little he has been to Stormbreak, but he finds it easy enough to weave through the throngs of people given his height and scars, to the point it starts to feel like maybe he’s parting a sea in some ways. He manages to move through the people to step up beside her, still back enough that she can guide the way but close enough the conversation is easily heard, gaze flickering down toward her. “Why’s that?” He asks – wondering whether or not her council had been MIA or if it were for other reasons – admittedly lacking in the knowledge of what Sohalia’s been dealing with.
The path they take is one that is unfamiliar to the Flood – not surprisingly, given how little he has been to Stormbreak, but he finds it easy enough to weave through the throngs of people given his height and scars, to the point it starts to feel like maybe he’s parting a sea in some ways. He manages to move through the people to step up beside her, still back enough that she can guide the way but close enough the conversation is easily heard, gaze flickering down toward her. “Why’s that?” He asks – wondering whether or not her council had been MIA or if it were for other reasons – admittedly lacking in the knowledge of what Sohalia’s been dealing with.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
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.
