SuNjATA
the flood
An amused, accented laugh bubbles its way down the echoing walls of the well as Sunjata confirms it’s him. How he’d managed to get stuck in a well is beyond the Flood, but at least he can be a familiar face to help him out of it. So he goes and grabs the rope, tossing it down, hearing the yelp and the slap of what sounds like a slightly damp rope smacking the dragoon right in the face.
Wincing slightly, because he’d certainly thought he was deeper than he was, Sunjata holds onto the rope in anticipation. “Sorry. But yeah, take your time.” The apology comes, and given Sunjata’s strength, well, he could stand there all day if that’s what Koa needed.
But to hear the dragoon wanted to climb up on his own? It’s weird, but the Flood can’t help but to indulge him. “Keeping it steady.” Sunjata says, gripping onto the rope tightly so it moves as little as possible for Koa to climb his way out of it.
Wincing slightly, because he’d certainly thought he was deeper than he was, Sunjata holds onto the rope in anticipation. “Sorry. But yeah, take your time.” The apology comes, and given Sunjata’s strength, well, he could stand there all day if that’s what Koa needed.
But to hear the dragoon wanted to climb up on his own? It’s weird, but the Flood can’t help but to indulge him. “Keeping it steady.” Sunjata says, gripping onto the rope tightly so it moves as little as possible for Koa to climb his way out of it.
if i let go, would you hold on?
would we fly?
would we fly?
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.
