// so if i fly too far
will i still have a place inside your heart? //
will i still have a place inside your heart? //
“Oh what for?” Sunjata asks, nearing closer and probing ever so slightly – purely for curiosity, and of course if he could help he would. But as she points to the plant, Sunjata’s attention focuses on that particular shift, nose wrinkling in distaste as he spies the sharpened edges of the plant that seem far more terrible than he can remember. Let alone the smell, sure that it had been something at least pleasant before. Even Petronella hides away against his shoulder’s in response. “It seems something’s been effecting plants around here. The river stars in King’s End are way more aggressive right now.” So likely something of the same, if it were any indicators by the dim glow.
“I was just stopping by after meeting Frey in Torchline. Thought I might grab a shiny trinket to bring home.” Comes his honest answer, shifting his attention to the glittering walls, trying to spy something that might stick out to him as something Hotaru would love in particular, before his attention swings back to her.
“I was just stopping by after meeting Frey in Torchline. Thought I might grab a shiny trinket to bring home.” Comes his honest answer, shifting his attention to the glittering walls, trying to spy something that might stick out to him as something Hotaru would love in particular, before his attention swings back to her.
the flood
// and when you see what i've become
will you love me for who i am, not who i was? //
will you love me for who i am, not who i was? //
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.
