// say it like you mean it, do you trust me now?
call it like you see it, are we burning out? //
call it like you see it, are we burning out? //
“Of course, Dahlia.” Sunjata says easily, clinking his glass against hers before he takes a sip. And as he listens to her speak, there’s a distinct tidbit of information he hadn’t been anticipating within her words – the mention of Hotaru, of course – but it doesn’t bother him in the slightest. If anything, his crooked smile only widens, a perfect place for the Reaper to press her kiss to.
It only fades slightly, nodding to the instruction – because acting as himself he can certainly do. And the freedom that comes with it in looking toward the future without the fear of another war and setback to his life after he’s been dealt blow after blow, the Flood really can’t complain. “Sounds good.” He hums, content to sit there beside her and finish his drink, before bidding her farewell and slipping out the balcony precisely the way he’d come to see her as – a bumbling bat trying to figure out a relatively large building.
- FIN
It only fades slightly, nodding to the instruction – because acting as himself he can certainly do. And the freedom that comes with it in looking toward the future without the fear of another war and setback to his life after he’s been dealt blow after blow, the Flood really can’t complain. “Sounds good.” He hums, content to sit there beside her and finish his drink, before bidding her farewell and slipping out the balcony precisely the way he’d come to see her as – a bumbling bat trying to figure out a relatively large building.
- FIN
the flood
// i wish you could feel it like i do
everything i've done, i do it all for you //
everything i've done, i do it all for you //
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.
