SUNJATA
the flood
anyway, you say you're too busy
saving everybody else to save yourself
saving everybody else to save yourself
He supposes he should have expected Deimos during this time. Oh, but how he had hoped he’d have more time to prepare. He isn’t lucky in that regard either, though, and one thing Sunjata’s learned more so than the rest of everything as of late? Is to go with the punches, as it were. There’s a low hum of agreement that slips from his throat, before he’s nodding and stepping away into the messy kitchen. Deimos would find as he sits, a few handprints left behind in a mix of flour, of small hands of a five year old.
But Sunjata returns with two glasses of water, sliding one across the table to the General before he sits as well, arms braced on the table as Deimos absolutely starts to go for it.
The Flood can’t help but to give an unamused laugh, leaning back in the chair to run a hand through his hair before he regards Deimos again. “Yes, well, I had hoped I did too.” He offers as his lips quirk toward a frown. “But I didn’t, obviously, and here we are.” His tone takes on an almost Nate-esque tone with the way he accentuates the ‘obviously’ before he’s peering back at Deimos, unamused and quiet, waiting for the barrage to come.
But Sunjata returns with two glasses of water, sliding one across the table to the General before he sits as well, arms braced on the table as Deimos absolutely starts to go for it.
The Flood can’t help but to give an unamused laugh, leaning back in the chair to run a hand through his hair before he regards Deimos again. “Yes, well, I had hoped I did too.” He offers as his lips quirk toward a frown. “But I didn’t, obviously, and here we are.” His tone takes on an almost Nate-esque tone with the way he accentuates the ‘obviously’ before he’s peering back at Deimos, unamused and quiet, waiting for the barrage to come.
and you don't want no help, oh well
that's the story to tell
that's the story to tell
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.
