but i come to life, come to life
some princes don't become kings
He’s absolutely never this giddy. The man was all storm, all dark, stone, unmoving. But this? This was something else entirely. It turns him into something akin to a child receiving the first kind of good news a kid could get. And he’s far too excited to show it off. He fixes his translation through rushed air, just to get to the part where he can show the feathers, show the form. And when he does, with a cheeky grin on his face by his beak somehow, he looks up at Remi — surprised when he answers and the Alchemist’s lips don’t move.
Remi bends down and Sunjata hops a few steps closer to him, using his wings for balance and steadying himself, before he tilts his head up to the sea glass gaze of the Alchemist. Yeah! She did! He tells Remi with a hint of excitement deep within him, rumbling like a storm, like a flood through his bones. She, uh, kissed me and then reached into me — and when she pulled back, I was like this. He tries to rush through the first part, imagining it likely wouldn’t make his case much better based off of Remi’s closeness to Phoebe…
But gods, he kissed Safrin.
Remi bends down and Sunjata hops a few steps closer to him, using his wings for balance and steadying himself, before he tilts his head up to the sea glass gaze of the Alchemist. Yeah! She did! He tells Remi with a hint of excitement deep within him, rumbling like a storm, like a flood through his bones. She, uh, kissed me and then reached into me — and when she pulled back, I was like this. He tries to rush through the first part, imagining it likely wouldn’t make his case much better based off of Remi’s closeness to Phoebe…
But gods, he kissed Safrin.
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.
