i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
Hurt? Gods no. There’s a laugh that rumbles through the attuned bond that matches the amusement that scrunches up on the Flood’s face as he uses his magic to press the Mer back toward the rocky reef, his head tilting slightly as he peers at her. Soon enough he’ll need to go up for air, but for the moment he simply watches her mockery in full display, quite visibly rolling his eyes when he starts to move.
The orca tail cuts through the surface of the water as he pulls his magic and himself away with a Maybe next time pick on someone your own size. He calls down to her, returning to the surface to capture a few mouthfuls of air, hands reaching up for the dock to haul himself back up onto it.
The orca tail cuts through the surface of the water as he pulls his magic and himself away with a Maybe next time pick on someone your own size. He calls down to her, returning to the surface to capture a few mouthfuls of air, hands reaching up for the dock to haul himself back up onto it.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
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.
