promise me you won't die
having never skinny-dipped
Taking a moment to retrieve another large lungful of air, the Flood returns toward Deimos’ side as the bakunawa shifts back into himself – drifting along with the currents as Sunjata begins to take the area around him into further consideration. The colorfulness of the reefs, the various fish throughout the little ecosystem here, even if the majority of them hid with the size of his orca shift as he passes by them.
Deimos’ voice rings through the attuned bond toward him, though, capturing his attention from playing peekaboo with the specific striped fish darting in and out of a particularly large piece of coral. Temporarily. He replies, unhelpfully, before continuing. I don’t think it lasts long. An afternoon, maximum, maybe? I haven’t seen it in action. Ru has, but nothing that Sunjata had pried into, not wanting to pick open the wounds too much.
Deimos’ voice rings through the attuned bond toward him, though, capturing his attention from playing peekaboo with the specific striped fish darting in and out of a particularly large piece of coral. Temporarily. He replies, unhelpfully, before continuing. I don’t think it lasts long. An afternoon, maximum, maybe? I haven’t seen it in action. Ru has, but nothing that Sunjata had pried into, not wanting to pick open the wounds too much.
in the moonlight
SuNJATA
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.
