SUNJATA
the flood
i'm suffocating the clock to keep you
i think like a saint, but swing like a thief
i think like a saint, but swing like a thief
They hang their lanterns and the Flood is somewhat surprised to see as she takes his hand, pulling him into a spin that he definitely has to bend for. The laugh that leaves him is deep and gentle, the attuned bond filling with warmth and happiness as he spins back to face her, stepping closer to place his hand against the middle of her back, giving her other hand a gentle squeeze in his own. “You’re right.” He teases with a roguish wink, settling into an easy sway with her to the beat of the music thrumming through the party.
That is, of course, until the lanterns grow dark and one is chosen. The music stops and so too does Sunjata, though he doesn’t drift away from Hotaru in the process. Instead, he scans the lanterns to see just who’s was chosen and when he spots it as Isla’s lantern, he smiles though he isn’t sure she’ll see it, instead turning back to his fiancée and waits for the music to pick back up, slowly getting back into another small rhythm. “There’s always next year?” He hums to her, though he’s sure it could be before then if they really needed to see one of their past friends or family members. All it would take is asking Remi if it were possible – but he’s content as is. He’d seen Vai recently thanks to the Bastion, and it was something he could feel content with for what felt like forever if that’s what it took.
That is, of course, until the lanterns grow dark and one is chosen. The music stops and so too does Sunjata, though he doesn’t drift away from Hotaru in the process. Instead, he scans the lanterns to see just who’s was chosen and when he spots it as Isla’s lantern, he smiles though he isn’t sure she’ll see it, instead turning back to his fiancée and waits for the music to pick back up, slowly getting back into another small rhythm. “There’s always next year?” He hums to her, though he’s sure it could be before then if they really needed to see one of their past friends or family members. All it would take is asking Remi if it were possible – but he’s content as is. He’d seen Vai recently thanks to the Bastion, and it was something he could feel content with for what felt like forever if that’s what it took.
and inadvertently leading you
to believe i'm your prince
to believe i'm your prince
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.
