// with each love i cut loose, i was never the same
watching still living roots be consumed by the flame //
watching still living roots be consumed by the flame //
A grin spreads across Sunjata’s face, humming a deep rumble of agreement of her assessment. A smirk tugs on the corner of his lips as he watches the kite wobble, start to falter and droop toward the ground, hearing her determination of where the next attack would be aimed.
And just like before, he watches as she launches the arrow while he formulates and spirals the water to follow suit just as before. Her zapping arrow launches with a pelting of raindrops behind it, and he watches as her arrow does sink into the dragon kite’s head, spearing it completely and covering the kite with flashes of arcing electricity. Sunjata’s water helps, guiding it to burn through the fabric.
A few seconds later and the kite is divebombing to the ground, a deep rumbling laughter slipping from the floods lips as he looks back to the honeybee with a lopsided grin.
And just like before, he watches as she launches the arrow while he formulates and spirals the water to follow suit just as before. Her zapping arrow launches with a pelting of raindrops behind it, and he watches as her arrow does sink into the dragon kite’s head, spearing it completely and covering the kite with flashes of arcing electricity. Sunjata’s water helps, guiding it to burn through the fabric.
A few seconds later and the kite is divebombing to the ground, a deep rumbling laughter slipping from the floods lips as he looks back to the honeybee with a lopsided grin.
the flood
// i was fixed on your hand of gold //
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.
