we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different
the same old things expecting something different
The sheepish smile and the averted gaze is one that Sunjata knows quite well, and it causes one brow to raise slightly, his head tilting as he remains crouched and closer to Edmund’s height. “Sure… But Apopo is a big mountain.” He comments quietly, head tilting this way and that as he looks over Edmund’s shoulder the way he’d come, trying to calculate which path Maeve might have likely taken in her search for her son. “How about this, I’ll explore it with you so your mum doesn’t need to be worried, okay?” Besides, being up here away from prying eyes was safe wasn’t it? It would keep rumors from spreading, he hopes, though he twists inside each time he catches those eyes that look remarkably like his.
“Fire?” He comments curiously, glancing around, searching for anything that might explain the feeling. “Hmm, a couple of years ago Apopo blew up. Maybe you’re feeling something like that?” He asks, unsure but the charred remnants of some of the trees among the greenery would suggest there’d been a fire around here in the recent years. And sure enough, if one dug deep enough into the grasses, ash would certainly still cover it. “Or do you mean like... It's inside you?” He asks, returning his gaze to the boy, head tilting avianlike as his attuned instincts take over a bit more.
“Fire?” He comments curiously, glancing around, searching for anything that might explain the feeling. “Hmm, a couple of years ago Apopo blew up. Maybe you’re feeling something like that?” He asks, unsure but the charred remnants of some of the trees among the greenery would suggest there’d been a fire around here in the recent years. And sure enough, if one dug deep enough into the grasses, ash would certainly still cover it. “Or do you mean like... It's inside you?” He asks, returning his gaze to the boy, head tilting avianlike as his attuned instincts take over a bit more.
but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
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.
