sleep don't visit, so i choke on sun // and the days blur into one
As the plans are starting to get made, Sunjata continues to dive and dip along the currents of the air, the thermals popping up here and there and billowing in against his wings. The leathery appendages snap out further, coasting as Deimos recommends a time and place that works out well for the Heartless.
The mention of Evie being due soon makes sense, and he’d do the same if he’d ever had a chance to be a father to a child that wasn’t from a goddess. So he nods, glancing up and over at the thunderbird. Festival of Lights works. I’ll bring the shavings and we can swap. He agrees, a verbal little promise on the winds in Halo for a trade.
The mention of Evie being due soon makes sense, and he’d do the same if he’d ever had a chance to be a father to a child that wasn’t from a goddess. So he nods, glancing up and over at the thunderbird. Festival of Lights works. I’ll bring the shavings and we can swap. He agrees, a verbal little promise on the winds in Halo for a trade.
and the backs of my eyes hum with things i've never done
SUNJATA
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.
