/// when we crawled out of the ocean
Snorting to her admission, because it’s every inch the honeybee he knows and loves, Sunjata nods his head with a small smile that he tries to keep hidden. “You and me both.” He’d tried, and it had worked for a time, but now? Now he finds so many things within him unresolved by ignoring what it meant to him, being the bigger person to make the other feel better.
Either way, the Flood shakes his head a little as he pursues a particular gift that sounds terrible (an insanely spicy pepper hot sauce) that he might die if he ever ingests some of it. So he ignores it and moves on, looking over at her at the mention of turning invisible and a positively feral approved look spreads across his face.
“Get the most fun and humiliation out of it as you can.” He drawls, plucking a particularly cold gift from the options available and meandering down toward the space to purchase it, glancing back at her to see her reaction to his words.
No arrows, focus on the bullshit ways to do it. It’s more fun that way.
Either way, the Flood shakes his head a little as he pursues a particular gift that sounds terrible (an insanely spicy pepper hot sauce) that he might die if he ever ingests some of it. So he ignores it and moves on, looking over at her at the mention of turning invisible and a positively feral approved look spreads across his face.
“Get the most fun and humiliation out of it as you can.” He drawls, plucking a particularly cold gift from the options available and meandering down toward the space to purchase it, glancing back at her to see her reaction to his words.
No arrows, focus on the bullshit ways to do it. It’s more fun that way.
the flood
nothing was good and everything was in between ///
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.
