and catch a cold heart staring at the water, babe
Sunjata remains below the waves in terms of his sight, steel gaze slipping past Hadama to see the rest of the work being completed by mer and attuned with aquatic shifts alike. But he does keenly listen, waiting as the next beam comes to them that they can start to sink down into the sand below them. Slower than the Blight, it sounds like? This time he doesn’t hide away the shiver that seems to race through the attuned bond, a distasteful recollection of what it had done to both him and the people around him.
And no matter how many times he’d dealt with memory problems, he would never forget the fact he’d bled black blood and turned nearly feral. Alongside that memory sits the Climb Fever, one that had gotten both he and Nate quite ill. I’m glad she’s healed, at least. He comments after a moment, some fervor returning to his mental voice, especially with how close he and Hotaru have become, and with it the closeness with Flora, herself.
And no matter how many times he’d dealt with memory problems, he would never forget the fact he’d bled black blood and turned nearly feral. Alongside that memory sits the Climb Fever, one that had gotten both he and Nate quite ill. I’m glad she’s healed, at least. He comments after a moment, some fervor returning to his mental voice, especially with how close he and Hotaru have become, and with it the closeness with Flora, herself.
remember you flew
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.
