SuNJATA
the flood
They slide over the ice so quickly that Sunjata can’t entirely hide the snort that leaves him, covering it up with a cough and a laugh. It’s about that time, though, that someone is onto them – looking around to see that they’re the only ones not entirely affected by it. And before they have a chance to say anything, Sunjata conjures more of the snow to waft over toward them – sticking in Melita’s and his hair before he nods to her with a “oh yeah, let’s go” before he’s grinning a lopsided smile at her and ensuring their path is free of ice or water.
Bolting out of the collegium, Sunjata finally lets the laughter bark out of him as everything inside the building begins to melt without their touch. Flashing that same grin toward her, he nudges her with his elbow. “Let’s get some lunch.” Where they can snicker about their antics well away from him.
- FIN
Bolting out of the collegium, Sunjata finally lets the laughter bark out of him as everything inside the building begins to melt without their touch. Flashing that same grin toward her, he nudges her with his elbow. “Let’s get some lunch.” Where they can snicker about their antics well away from him.
- FIN
rely a bit too heavily on alcohol & irony
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
