temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
A snort and a shrug of his shoulders in concession to the necromancer is what greets the sky smile he gives over his shoulder. “Wouldn’t blame you for it.” He offers, as he takes a seat at the work table, taking a moment to stretch out his back while Niki retrieves everything they need.
Immediately drawn to the box and journals, Sunjata waits to be directed — content to keep his hands to himself until otherwise told, trying to make himself a smidge smaller so that Niki can stretch out however much he needs to or wants to.
So once his task is given, the Flood leans over the table a touch to inspect the measurements and directions, snagging the sheet metal and something in the box to make them with. “Yeah, I can manage that.” He murmurs, already distracted by his task. Lightning scarred fingers hold the sheet metal in place as his other hand measures, marking off edges and lines within the sheet metal and utilizing it enough that one sheet can be used multiple times with little waste. He’s wholly focused on it, only looking up when or if Niki speaks.
Immediately drawn to the box and journals, Sunjata waits to be directed — content to keep his hands to himself until otherwise told, trying to make himself a smidge smaller so that Niki can stretch out however much he needs to or wants to.
So once his task is given, the Flood leans over the table a touch to inspect the measurements and directions, snagging the sheet metal and something in the box to make them with. “Yeah, I can manage that.” He murmurs, already distracted by his task. Lightning scarred fingers hold the sheet metal in place as his other hand measures, marking off edges and lines within the sheet metal and utilizing it enough that one sheet can be used multiple times with little waste. He’s wholly focused on it, only looking up when or if Niki speaks.
the flood
tell me i'm a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
