SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
“That sounds good.” He hums, and indeed it does as he focuses on the scent from the fire that infiltrates his senses, of all the meaty goodness of the sausages as she rotates them on the little spit they’re sitting on. He sees Fanghorns wave and he offers a smile and a small wave to the pumpkin as he sits in the dirt and short dune grasses, drawing his long legs in.
How are things? Well, not bad and not great, admittedly. But he doesn’t really want to dwell on all of that. “Better. Still shitty, but.” He shrugs a little before he sighs and flits a hand through his hair, looking over to his niece. “Zavien’s healing and I ran into Sohalia back in Halo. But.. How are you doing?” He asks before he decides just how to delve into figuring out what the fuck happened and how it went so wrong so quickly.
How are things? Well, not bad and not great, admittedly. But he doesn’t really want to dwell on all of that. “Better. Still shitty, but.” He shrugs a little before he sighs and flits a hand through his hair, looking over to his niece. “Zavien’s healing and I ran into Sohalia back in Halo. But.. How are you doing?” He asks before he decides just how to delve into figuring out what the fuck happened and how it went so wrong so quickly.
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
