SUNJATA
the flood
snow glistens on the ledge, whiskey on the bed
shake it out and light a cigarette
shake it out and light a cigarette
Flicking the book about Sea Panthers open, he flips a few pages in to spot the diagram of the larger brethren that weren’t companion sized like Petronella was as his niece speaks. It captures his attention more than the book does right now, though, his grin wide and lopsided. “Really? That’s cool.” And it was also good to know if they ever got into a battle together – that she might be able to boop him and use his dome or his healing rain, or even the one that pulls another demigod to her side.
Either way, the Flood returns back to the book, mulling over the details of Jack’s arrival even if he didn’t know the details of it. “Don’t really know what all went down. He just… Showed up and we made a deal for him to stay. Ark was a mess, though.” He murmurs, flipping to the next page of sea panther myths. “Charred like it’d been burned.” Which he isn’t sure if it was Jack or not, nor had he asked. Some things were better left unanswered.
Either way, the Flood returns back to the book, mulling over the details of Jack’s arrival even if he didn’t know the details of it. “Don’t really know what all went down. He just… Showed up and we made a deal for him to stay. Ark was a mess, though.” He murmurs, flipping to the next page of sea panther myths. “Charred like it’d been burned.” Which he isn’t sure if it was Jack or not, nor had he asked. Some things were better left unanswered.
miss me when you, you wish you weren't right
shake me all out if i'm wrong, for you, for you
shake me all out if i'm wrong, for you, for 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.
