// now we are hanging out in the backyard //
Relieved to see that she’s doubling down on the fact that he’s anything but his father, it paves the way for his next series of words to take her just as equally off guard, and it’s with that playful glint in his gaze that he spies her skeptical stare until the pieces click and he chuckles a deep laugh, one that has clouds of warmth breaking through the cold as he definitely does follow the rules of being a good dad.
Bending down to meet her so she can shake him by the lapels of his coat should she wish to, her rushed question is met with a knowing glimmer in his gaze. “That’s the idea, yeah. I was wondering if you wanted to help out with it?” Bouncing a brow – a scar bisecting it that Ronin had given him – the Flood’s grin turns more catlike, playful, meeting her eye to eye at her height.
Bending down to meet her so she can shake him by the lapels of his coat should she wish to, her rushed question is met with a knowing glimmer in his gaze. “That’s the idea, yeah. I was wondering if you wanted to help out with it?” Bouncing a brow – a scar bisecting it that Ronin had given him – the Flood’s grin turns more catlike, playful, meeting her eye to eye at her height.
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.
