relive who i've been at my worst,
every single night, looking for a distraction
every single night, looking for a distraction
Sunjata falls silent, listening as more of the conversation spreads to flowers and the relics - his gaze dropping to those already on the table (and admittedly lingering a touch longer on the Ascended one he’d tried so hard to get so many years ago). Pierce can teleport, too, but I don't know if they have anything that could tell them if one of them are being targeted. He murmurs mentally toward Deimos before he falls silent again. He might be unaware until it's too late, unless he shows up on a whim.
And it’s a good thing he keeps his mouth shut, because there’s a flicker of frustration that sits in the Flood’s gut as the conversation seems to go in circles again and again. So, he waits, letting Ronin speak and waiting for the result of this conversation, unsure if anything would change.
As the seal slides across to him, his gaze flits up to Ronin with a quiet nod as he pockets the relic along with the jar of blood from Pierce. Thank you. He offers quietly, not to interrupt but for Ronin to hear. Mention of shifting flowers and fights on the horizon have him straightening up a bit, running his hand through his hair before he puffs out a verbal little sigh.
I’ll do more research on her specifically so we’re all prepared when we go. And in the meantime, I guess we keep searching for more flowers? And hopefully they'd end up with more than they needed, if they could keep on top of it.
And it’s a good thing he keeps his mouth shut, because there’s a flicker of frustration that sits in the Flood’s gut as the conversation seems to go in circles again and again. So, he waits, letting Ronin speak and waiting for the result of this conversation, unsure if anything would change.
As the seal slides across to him, his gaze flits up to Ronin with a quiet nod as he pockets the relic along with the jar of blood from Pierce. Thank you. He offers quietly, not to interrupt but for Ronin to hear. Mention of shifting flowers and fights on the horizon have him straightening up a bit, running his hand through his hair before he puffs out a verbal little sigh.
I’ll do more research on her specifically so we’re all prepared when we go. And in the meantime, I guess we keep searching for more flowers? And hopefully they'd end up with more than they needed, if they could keep on top of it.
the flood
waiting for the sun to rise
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
