// i came from a broken home, so look at all my broken bones
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
Sunjata and his help maneuver the log off toward a hillside in the distance, one that’s certainly out of the way of any plotting (and who knows, maybe can remain as some kind of walking trail to ensure that the mouseshrooms don’t get bothered again?) when he finally sets it down in the little nook at the base of the hill.
Flashing a crooked but easy smile to Lena, the flood shakes his head. “No, not by our hands at least.” Nature was a whole different breed, though, and one that Sunjata can’t speak for. What he can say is that he won’t be moving it again. Which means that Lena should be able to place the mouseshrooms whom are happily nibbling on the treats into the log they had just left.
Isla, on the other hand, receives a grin from the volunteer with the idea for gravel, and he’s more than willing to go and break up the rocks into smaller pieces while the rest of them can finish flattening the ground and plotting another section out.
Then, as the sun rises higher in the sky and the heat grows, Sunjata suggests a quick break for water and snacks and shade, large draconic wings unfurling to spread and cast a large shadow for any that request it. “Now, I think we do some more plotting to spread it out a bit and start digging for the foundations?” And with Lena’s help, ensuring that whatever they did wouldn’t be too damaging to the wildlife around.
Snack/water break and then moving on to one to plot and others to start digging foundations!
No post order <333
Flashing a crooked but easy smile to Lena, the flood shakes his head. “No, not by our hands at least.” Nature was a whole different breed, though, and one that Sunjata can’t speak for. What he can say is that he won’t be moving it again. Which means that Lena should be able to place the mouseshrooms whom are happily nibbling on the treats into the log they had just left.
Isla, on the other hand, receives a grin from the volunteer with the idea for gravel, and he’s more than willing to go and break up the rocks into smaller pieces while the rest of them can finish flattening the ground and plotting another section out.
Then, as the sun rises higher in the sky and the heat grows, Sunjata suggests a quick break for water and snacks and shade, large draconic wings unfurling to spread and cast a large shadow for any that request it. “Now, I think we do some more plotting to spread it out a bit and start digging for the foundations?” And with Lena’s help, ensuring that whatever they did wouldn’t be too damaging to the wildlife around.
Snack/water break and then moving on to one to plot and others to start digging foundations!
No post order <333
the flood
// i'm the next, so get in line
just let me have my fucking time //
just let me have my fucking time //
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.
