SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
“Yeah, for now.” Sunjata says heaving a little sigh, rubbing at his cheek after he’d helped Fangorn out with twisting the spit to help the sausages cook evenly. He mulls over everything else they could do when she brings a point up that has his gaze immediately shooting toward her, brows lifting – because it isn’t something he’s thought of, but would be a really good start. And that way she could feel like she’s doing something even while they don’t really have anything to do at the moment.
Nodding, he lets a little bit of relief pour into his face as plans start to flicker through his mind. “Yeah, that’s a good idea. Let me know when and I’ll tag along.” He pauses, thinking a little bit more before he realizes something else, too. “We can try the Greatwood again, too.” He murmurs, searching for either lilies or roses to try and gain something.
Nodding, he lets a little bit of relief pour into his face as plans start to flicker through his mind. “Yeah, that’s a good idea. Let me know when and I’ll tag along.” He pauses, thinking a little bit more before he realizes something else, too. “We can try the Greatwood again, too.” He murmurs, searching for either lilies or roses to try and gain something.
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.
