i will march down an empty street like a ship into the storm, no surrender, no retreat
i will tear down every wall, just to keep you warm, just to bring you home
i will tear down every wall, just to keep you warm, just to bring you home
He’s only ever had minimal interactions with Kiada, and admittedly hasn’t met Fox before. But the Flood is here to support Hotaru and her excitement – given that the girl is her niece. And a wedding was a wedding, he could certainly be happy to partake in any festivities. So, Sunjata arrives with Hotaru on his arm, dressed neatly in a suit with muted earthy tones – opting not to wear the navy blue he was familiar with and prone to.
Mostly because he was sure that Hotaru would have killed him if he clashed so hard with the general aesthetic of the wedding. And given that he doesn’t want to go out that way, Sunjata’s quite happy to oblige his fiancée as they approach the Temple. The last time he was here, he’d spent a night with Charlie in their rage room, and as he drifts in to take a seat with Hotaru somewhat near the front, he flashes a smile and a nod to those he knows in attendance, though his playful wink is reserved for Charlie at the front.
Settling in easily, he leans in toward Hotaru with a small, crooked smile. “Excited?” He asks her quietly, focusing his steel gaze away from the beauty of the Temple and the interior of the wedding to his fiancée with all the adoration and appreciation he has, flooding his side of the attuned bond with it to hopefully soothe the buzzing electric excitement he’s sure she has.
Mostly because he was sure that Hotaru would have killed him if he clashed so hard with the general aesthetic of the wedding. And given that he doesn’t want to go out that way, Sunjata’s quite happy to oblige his fiancée as they approach the Temple. The last time he was here, he’d spent a night with Charlie in their rage room, and as he drifts in to take a seat with Hotaru somewhat near the front, he flashes a smile and a nod to those he knows in attendance, though his playful wink is reserved for Charlie at the front.
Settling in easily, he leans in toward Hotaru with a small, crooked smile. “Excited?” He asks her quietly, focusing his steel gaze away from the beauty of the Temple and the interior of the wedding to his fiancée with all the adoration and appreciation he has, flooding his side of the attuned bond with it to hopefully soothe the buzzing electric excitement he’s sure she has.
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.
