SuNjATA
the flood
Kaimana’s answer interests him regardless, that even the child of Rae only met the intriguing god once as well. He thinks for a moment on what to say to it, before his steel gaze snaps to the freckled man at his next question – refraining from laughing at the elephant in the room. “That’s one way to put it, yeah.” He rumbles, not wanting to explain that it was possible to enjoy the feeling, without the reproducing aspect. He doesn’t want to go into details on that regard, especially with the way Kai seemed to be.
Still, he snorts a few moments after, shaking his head and returning to the sweeping of the steps and porches, listening as he asks what the most interesting parts were. And it seems, perhaps, Sunjata can learn a thing or two as well from Rae’s child. “I arrived just after the barrier lifted.” He says in acknowledgement. “How did the barrier affect it?” An interesting question, considering that nobody had told him much on it other than the fact that it did.
Still, he snorts a few moments after, shaking his head and returning to the sweeping of the steps and porches, listening as he asks what the most interesting parts were. And it seems, perhaps, Sunjata can learn a thing or two as well from Rae’s child. “I arrived just after the barrier lifted.” He says in acknowledgement. “How did the barrier affect it?” An interesting question, considering that nobody had told him much on it other than the fact that it did.
if i let go, would you hold on?
would we fly?
would we fly?
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.
