// corn liquor tastes sweeter in this town
could it be it's the same as the last? //
could it be it's the same as the last? //
As Sol treks in looking for treats and snacks, it won’t be that hard for the little dragon to find something suitable. A bit of jerky left in the corner, originally for Petronella when he brings her here to snack on or stash away, might be enough to tide the dragon over and is easy enough to replace before the sea panther finds her way back here. Which easily leaves all of Sunjata’s attention onto Zavien and the basket of lovely little things he’s brought that are very lovely to have.
“Oh?” He asks before Zavien explains, his brows lifting as his smile brightens a touch. “Yeah, that would be great actually. Thank you.” He’d been thinking about asking ever since the Dragoons had come here in the first place, but it had felt wrong to ask them when their home had just been destroyed. So now? When peace was upon them and Zavien’s offering it out? Well he’s certainly not going to say no.
As for Stormbreak and how all of that is coming, the Flood nods while it’s explained to be going well with the rebuild of the Tower for perhaps the third time comes up again. He still keeps his involvement in the first Tower fall bit behind his tongue, instead offering another easy smile that suddenly turns to surprise. “No shit, really?” His accent hangs on the soft laugh that leaves him, pushing up from the desk once he’s set the basket down to clasp Zavien on the shoulder. “Congrats. Are you excited to take up the mantle?”
“Oh?” He asks before Zavien explains, his brows lifting as his smile brightens a touch. “Yeah, that would be great actually. Thank you.” He’d been thinking about asking ever since the Dragoons had come here in the first place, but it had felt wrong to ask them when their home had just been destroyed. So now? When peace was upon them and Zavien’s offering it out? Well he’s certainly not going to say no.
As for Stormbreak and how all of that is coming, the Flood nods while it’s explained to be going well with the rebuild of the Tower for perhaps the third time comes up again. He still keeps his involvement in the first Tower fall bit behind his tongue, instead offering another easy smile that suddenly turns to surprise. “No shit, really?” His accent hangs on the soft laugh that leaves him, pushing up from the desk once he’s set the basket down to clasp Zavien on the shoulder. “Congrats. Are you excited to take up the mantle?”
the flood
// i swear i've seen your face elsewhere before
just as familiar as a bottle and a glass //
just as familiar as a bottle and a glass //
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.
