// welcome to paradise //
Once the stride hits, the Flood manages to breeze through it – digging section after section until none were needed any longer and he could step back to shift back into himself – abandoning the dragon mostly for the moment (he leaves his wings out to blot out the sun for anyone nearby that may be seeking some amount of shade). He finds himself sliding over toward Hotaru in the interim, helping her out on the smoothing and tampening front.
But then it’s lunch and Sunjata would be lying if he weren’t absolutely starving at this point in the day, and it’s with a crooked smile offered towardTalyson that a rumbling laugh leaves him in agreement. “Yeah we have.” Feeling a fairly large sense of accomplishment, he nods to the instruction and finally has a chance to deal with how dirty his arms have become from all of that digging.
It's not a problem, though. Far enough away from where his water magic wouldn’t interfere with the setting concrete, Sunjata conjures a large bubble of swirling water to wash his hands off in and anyone else looking to clean up before lunch. And only when he’s sure everyone who wanted to has had a chance to utilize it does he turn his attention elsewhere.
Sidling back over toward Hotaru, the Flood reaches out affectionately to press a soft and chaste kiss to her lips. “It’s like the sandcastles, huh?” Comes the playful tease accompanied by a wink as he withdraws, shielding the sun from hitting her skin too much. “So, what’re you thinking?” He asks shortly after as they approach the vendors with the myriad of food offered, nodding and murmuring his gratitude toward them for providing it, fully intending to get the Valkyrie a plate before himself.
Sunjata cleans up with some water magic and offers it out for anyone else to use should they want to clean up before he gets some food with Hotaru!
But then it’s lunch and Sunjata would be lying if he weren’t absolutely starving at this point in the day, and it’s with a crooked smile offered toward
It's not a problem, though. Far enough away from where his water magic wouldn’t interfere with the setting concrete, Sunjata conjures a large bubble of swirling water to wash his hands off in and anyone else looking to clean up before lunch. And only when he’s sure everyone who wanted to has had a chance to utilize it does he turn his attention elsewhere.
Sidling back over toward Hotaru, the Flood reaches out affectionately to press a soft and chaste kiss to her lips. “It’s like the sandcastles, huh?” Comes the playful tease accompanied by a wink as he withdraws, shielding the sun from hitting her skin too much. “So, what’re you thinking?” He asks shortly after as they approach the vendors with the myriad of food offered, nodding and murmuring his gratitude toward them for providing it, fully intending to get the Valkyrie a plate before himself.
Sunjata cleans up with some water magic and offers it out for anyone else to use should they want to clean up before he gets some food with Hotaru!
the flood
// where me and you can always hide //
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.
