but i come to life, come to life
some princes don't become kings
“A kiss.” He replies easily once he’s returned, a small grin forming on his face as he leans forward toward her. “I went to the shrine, asked to attune, and she arrived.” He hums thoughtfully, a bit of nostalgia overcoming his features. “She said ‘of course’, leaned forward and kissed me, reached into my soul, and changed me.” A playful wink to end it as he leans back, arms covering themselves with a blanket of navy blue feathers.
“And then I was a bird.” He chuckles lightly with that, steel gaze flickering on her as the feathers disappear and the fangs remain.
“She is.” Sunjata agrees swiftly, smirking lightly as he considers it, before he’s lifting his glass to his lips again, waiting to see how she takes any of the earlier information.
“And then I was a bird.” He chuckles lightly with that, steel gaze flickering on her as the feathers disappear and the fangs remain.
“She is.” Sunjata agrees swiftly, smirking lightly as he considers it, before he’s lifting his glass to his lips again, waiting to see how she takes any of the earlier information.
even at the best of times,
i'm out of my mind
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.
