the sea speaks a little more honestly
He’s content to sit there and wait while she comes to the door - drying slowly as he surveys the rain that patters in splashes, muddying the ground that had been dry for days now. By the time the door opens, he glances over at her with an easy smile, greeting her as he pushes off the bannister he’d been leaning against. “Hey, no I’m good. Sorry to bother you.” He says with a soft laugh, rolling a tattooed shoulder.
“I just wanted to ask a couple of questions. Mostly, because I’m still planning on reaching out to Danta about the lightning, I realized I probably forgot how many of them you’d need for us to make your fences electric.” He gestures out to the fences he can see in the distance. “But if you were sleeping I can come back later.” He seems more relaxed at the present moment, not full of the usual almost boyish energy or the crisis-induced type that would make him frantic.
He seems peaceful in a way he often was once he’d met with Frey, though it wasn’t common for him to go out in this mood for an average leadership chat. But his mind races on everything he needs to do in order to get everything ready before the next attempt at Starfall, and this? This was only part of it. This he can do.
“I just wanted to ask a couple of questions. Mostly, because I’m still planning on reaching out to Danta about the lightning, I realized I probably forgot how many of them you’d need for us to make your fences electric.” He gestures out to the fences he can see in the distance. “But if you were sleeping I can come back later.” He seems more relaxed at the present moment, not full of the usual almost boyish energy or the crisis-induced type that would make him frantic.
He seems peaceful in a way he often was once he’d met with Frey, though it wasn’t common for him to go out in this mood for an average leadership chat. But his mind races on everything he needs to do in order to get everything ready before the next attempt at Starfall, and this? This was only part of it. This he can do.
to those who are willing to drown
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.
