// maybe we're endless, maybe we're infinite //
Hopping slightly from stall to stall, Sunjata reaches back with a huff of a laugh to snag Hotaru’s hand – making his way to the largest of the patchwork ships that make up the stalls. “So.. I told you I was going to see Rae, right?” He starts by saying, cutting off the conversation they’d just had about that particular baker over a couple of ships on their way here (and his horribly delectable cakes). “I did. And it wasn’t at all what I was expecting.” His lopsided, boyish smile fades slightly with the memory – the seriousness of which they spoke.
He imagines if he were to know them more he’d be able to parse through it – but knowing who he is, Hotaru would get the sense through the Attuned bond that it was vastly different from Frey. “For how many times I try and make sure I’ve got peaches for Frey, they didn’t seem to care about offerings at all.” Which he supposes makes sense as it leaves his lips – if they were nature and created everything, what could he bring that would please them?
He imagines if he were to know them more he’d be able to parse through it – but knowing who he is, Hotaru would get the sense through the Attuned bond that it was vastly different from Frey. “For how many times I try and make sure I’ve got peaches for Frey, they didn’t seem to care about offerings at all.” Which he supposes makes sense as it leaves his lips – if they were nature and created everything, what could he bring that would please them?
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.
