SUNJATA
high as hell, feeling fine
nothing bad but nothing kind
nothing bad but nothing kind
Deciding to take a higher up approach, Sunjata’s wings have flared behind him as he lands beside Deimos and Erebos, heaving a soft sigh as he’s come up empty until this point. The feathery wings of his pegasus shift tuck in neatly behind him as he straightens his back and turns his attention back toward Deimos when he speaks. “Not that I’ve heard.” He admits amongst another sigh, shrugging a tattooed shoulder.
Glancing to his right to see if anything would appear again, the Flood’s nose wrinkles. “Though, I guess some people might have alternative motives if they found them.” Like healing loved ones, rather than letting them know. Which, he definitely gets, but he hates how elusive these flowers have become. “I was thinking about trying Frey’s Breath again.” And maybe indulge in the suffocating heat for just a few moments longer to see if a lily appears.
Glancing to his right to see if anything would appear again, the Flood’s nose wrinkles. “Though, I guess some people might have alternative motives if they found them.” Like healing loved ones, rather than letting them know. Which, he definitely gets, but he hates how elusive these flowers have become. “I was thinking about trying Frey’s Breath again.” And maybe indulge in the suffocating heat for just a few moments longer to see if a lily appears.
not a word from me
at least nothing you would mind
at least nothing you would mind
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.
