fire in the ground between my teeth, we're dancing on the poison in their graves
at the end of the night, we'd all seen better days
at the end of the night, we'd all seen better days
She can hold the jug of water for as long as she’d like, Sunjata too busy focusing on explaining how he’d managed to get wrapped up in the middle of things, what he thinks might happen, which gods are worse – and lastly, offering a way for Aurelia to decide for herself. That made it easier in the end, didn’t it? There’s a smile on her lips as she accepts the offer, Sunjata settling with it and offering her a smaller one back, before his hand strays to rub at Haai between the ears, letting the sound of the waterfall beside them and the creatures in the jungle be the background music while he debates adding more.
But she’s right, it is getting late, and his steel gaze lifts to her face as she stands and snuffs the fire out. “Thanks for inviting me.” He murmurs with a casual shrug, but appreciative of it all the same. He moves to stand as well, giving Haai a loud pat before he’s helping her snuff out the fire and making it appear as though they hadn’t been there. He adds everything back to his pack that he needed to, the shirt slipped back on now that it was dry aside from the humidity, and offers her a quiet laugh at her thoughts.
“Mm, I could. I won’t even drop you.” He teases her, flashing her an amused smirk. But he hands her the pack he’d brought, ties Haai’s back to her own spine, and nods in agreement. He decides to go with the Pegasus in the end, not the dragon, the smaller form easier to maneuver through the jungle’s twisting branches and latching vines. He gives himself enough room before peering back at her. “Ready?” And once she was, he’d shift back into that blue hued Pegasus, lowering a wing for her to hop onto his back, nickering to Haai who prepares to take flight with them.
And then they’re off, heading into the sky toward Torchline and Haulani once again – the wind and treetops moving beneath them with blurring speed.
- FIN <3
But she’s right, it is getting late, and his steel gaze lifts to her face as she stands and snuffs the fire out. “Thanks for inviting me.” He murmurs with a casual shrug, but appreciative of it all the same. He moves to stand as well, giving Haai a loud pat before he’s helping her snuff out the fire and making it appear as though they hadn’t been there. He adds everything back to his pack that he needed to, the shirt slipped back on now that it was dry aside from the humidity, and offers her a quiet laugh at her thoughts.
“Mm, I could. I won’t even drop you.” He teases her, flashing her an amused smirk. But he hands her the pack he’d brought, ties Haai’s back to her own spine, and nods in agreement. He decides to go with the Pegasus in the end, not the dragon, the smaller form easier to maneuver through the jungle’s twisting branches and latching vines. He gives himself enough room before peering back at her. “Ready?” And once she was, he’d shift back into that blue hued Pegasus, lowering a wing for her to hop onto his back, nickering to Haai who prepares to take flight with them.
And then they’re off, heading into the sky toward Torchline and Haulani once again – the wind and treetops moving beneath them with blurring speed.
- FIN <3
i know you tried, i know you're cursed, i know your best was still your worst
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.
