// ships are launching from my chest
some have names but most do not //
some have names but most do not //
A date is the last thing he expects as he finishes up the pieces of wood in the pile, looking to the young woman with a nod of understanding. “Sorry for your loss.” It’s a quiet rumble. Even if they weren’t anything really, it still had to hurt, and Sunjata knew first hand just what the repercussions of the war felt like in one’s heart with someone fighting on the other side.
Regardless, Sunjata draws silent again as Flora aims her question at the blonde, and he’s already moving to help grab the other side of the desk to lift it with ease to place it exactly where Danta wants it (hopefully without having to deal with a PIVOT!! line), before returning to grab the couch next.
Sunjata helps with the desk and couch!
Regardless, Sunjata draws silent again as Flora aims her question at the blonde, and he’s already moving to help grab the other side of the desk to lift it with ease to place it exactly where Danta wants it (hopefully without having to deal with a PIVOT!! line), before returning to grab the couch next.
Sunjata helps with the desk and couch!
the flood
// if you find one, please,
let me know what piece i've lost //
let me know what piece i've lost //
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.
