promise me you won't die
having never skinny-dipped
Nodding decisively toward Hadama, the gears in Sunjata’s head start working. He could certainly do that, even though he had the ability to conjure from nothing. It never hurt to have a back up, he supposes. But when it comes to the request, his brows pinch, head tilting slightly as he focuses on the words, reading between them the best he could, shark bite scarred tail carrying him forward enough to snag the second package.
Nodding, there’s a moment of hesitation in him before the realization sinks in and he snaps his attention to Hadama. He doesn’t know what’s in it, but imagines finding favor from any of the old gods at present was a good idea.
Of course. I’m happy to do that for you. He confirms, securing the smaller one amongst the larger one. His gaze flits to Deimos next, nodding, because if he had to guess what it was, based off of what Deimos has implied, it’s irreplaceable. I’ve worn one like it before. He agrees, unsure how all of these things have happened but is certainly not complaining.
A crooked smile blooms on his face in the sudden relief in his shoulders, though, a nod given to both men. Sounds good to me.
Nodding, there’s a moment of hesitation in him before the realization sinks in and he snaps his attention to Hadama. He doesn’t know what’s in it, but imagines finding favor from any of the old gods at present was a good idea.
Of course. I’m happy to do that for you. He confirms, securing the smaller one amongst the larger one. His gaze flits to Deimos next, nodding, because if he had to guess what it was, based off of what Deimos has implied, it’s irreplaceable. I’ve worn one like it before. He agrees, unsure how all of these things have happened but is certainly not complaining.
A crooked smile blooms on his face in the sudden relief in his shoulders, though, a nod given to both men. Sounds good to me.
in the moonlight
SuNJATA
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.
