THE FLOOD
// take my heart and make it feel,
take my soul and make it real
take my soul and make it real
Parting from Hotaru the second that Rex leaves her lips, the Flood squeezes her arm gently as if to tell her that he’d be around for whenever she was done indulging in greeting those long since passed. It’s precisely the time that he nods back to Remi and Ronin when suddenly a presence is at his side he somehow hadn’t expected to see. A presence, whom when she speaks, he isn’t ready to hear.
Lightning sparks in his scars when she stands in his sights, handing him something strong like he’d always preferred, and he can’t help the shock that vibrates in his chest. He reaches out for the glass at first, hand a touch shaky, eyes already rimmed with silver. His hand shakes where he holds the drink, already sweeping in to give her a hug that says everything he can’t right now. How much he missed her, how sorry he was that he didn’t know what had happened. “Vai.” He breathes as he pulls away, laughing a touch awkwardly and wetly.
He goes to say something else, too, when he spotsAshetta arriving, and what he does know about Vervain, he parts from her just enough to squeeze her arm and dip his head toward her. “Find me later, please?” He asks quietly, sure that there are others she should go and see before he steals her away for a time.
Lightning sparks in his scars when she stands in his sights, handing him something strong like he’d always preferred, and he can’t help the shock that vibrates in his chest. He reaches out for the glass at first, hand a touch shaky, eyes already rimmed with silver. His hand shakes where he holds the drink, already sweeping in to give her a hug that says everything he can’t right now. How much he missed her, how sorry he was that he didn’t know what had happened. “Vai.” He breathes as he pulls away, laughing a touch awkwardly and wetly.
He goes to say something else, too, when he spots
'cause i was bright, yeah I was pale and blue,
starry eyed by every thought of you //
starry eyed by every thought of you //
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.
