// now we are hanging out in the backyard //
“I dunno about the details, to be honest.” Sunjata rumbles, because he’d never thought to ask. Initially, he’d received Remi’s question in the letters and had answered appropriately. He had done what was asked of him, testing the Refuge against Dahlia, and had come up empty and feeling relatively good about the entire ordeal. Dahlia wasn’t a threat to him, nor were any of the void creatures that had been growing and multiplying across the world, and with it he didn’t have much else to add.
So, instead, he focuses instead on telling her the truth – being that person he’d wanted to be from the start even if it came with uncomfortable results and distrust and anger. If Frey thought he was fine, and he truly did feel fine, then what was the harm? “I don’t think I’m the best one to talk to about the whole… Void situation.” He waves his hand in a gesture to try and elaborate further, before he huffs a little sigh. “I guess I’m infected, even though I don’t feel like it. Frey noticed and isn’t bothered. Just told me to come and see them if things changed.” Which he’d talked with Ru about, ensuring that he couldn’t ignore it on his own. “But being one of them, nothing’s a threat. Dahlia’s not a threat. She’s actually quite pleasant.” He feels like he’s rambling, but he shrugs his shoulder and settles back, waiting for the Honeybee’s fire to unleash itself.
So, instead, he focuses instead on telling her the truth – being that person he’d wanted to be from the start even if it came with uncomfortable results and distrust and anger. If Frey thought he was fine, and he truly did feel fine, then what was the harm? “I don’t think I’m the best one to talk to about the whole… Void situation.” He waves his hand in a gesture to try and elaborate further, before he huffs a little sigh. “I guess I’m infected, even though I don’t feel like it. Frey noticed and isn’t bothered. Just told me to come and see them if things changed.” Which he’d talked with Ru about, ensuring that he couldn’t ignore it on his own. “But being one of them, nothing’s a threat. Dahlia’s not a threat. She’s actually quite pleasant.” He feels like he’s rambling, but he shrugs his shoulder and settles back, waiting for the Honeybee’s fire to unleash itself.
the flood
// looking at a new point of view //
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.
