// call out in the middle of the night
for when else would I hear you? //
for when else would I hear you? //
“Oh, I can run with that idea.” Sunjata murmurs, flashing her a small smile at the idea. Blast it into the nether where it came from and maybe then their lives would be easier, and they wouldn’t have to deal with a secluded little getaway everyone avoids that could be a home base for Dahlia and her ilk of creatures to roam.
Now that things were completed, though, Sunjata straightens up and slips his bag onto his shoulder, peering back toward her with the question before offering a somewhat eager grin. “Yeah, I’d love to.” All the more practice for him was beneficial and needed these days, and with it, a way to take the edge of worry off.
Now that things were completed, though, Sunjata straightens up and slips his bag onto his shoulder, peering back toward her with the question before offering a somewhat eager grin. “Yeah, I’d love to.” All the more practice for him was beneficial and needed these days, and with it, a way to take the edge of worry off.
the flood
// fall out in the cold starlight
i can save you if you do //
i can save you if you do //
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.
