temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
“No problem.” Sunjata rumbles easily before he’s listing off his amount of shifts, and soon enough that longing pang through the bond makes sense. So he hums along a soft little sound, settling in again as he looks over the edge of the Steps, down and down below. “I’ve had my macaw the longest.” The one most closely tied to his heart, despite the fact it had been a gift from Safrin when she’d attuned him. He supposes some things couldn’t be taken away that easily.
Her next question has him squinting out into the beyond, head tilting as the dangling silver feather earrings in his ears dance around his shoulders. “I know of a few off the top of my head. Blink Hares, Daemons, Mouseshrooms, and Enenra. Mostly want to stay away from the Daemons and Enenra if you stumble across them.” He offers the information, looking back to Sohalia with a soft smile.
“Oh, and the Villi, though I’ve never seen them. I’ve heard about them, though.” A casual shrug offered as he thinks about it.
Her next question has him squinting out into the beyond, head tilting as the dangling silver feather earrings in his ears dance around his shoulders. “I know of a few off the top of my head. Blink Hares, Daemons, Mouseshrooms, and Enenra. Mostly want to stay away from the Daemons and Enenra if you stumble across them.” He offers the information, looking back to Sohalia with a soft smile.
“Oh, and the Villi, though I’ve never seen them. I’ve heard about them, though.” A casual shrug offered as he thinks about it.
the flood
tell me i'm a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
