but i come to life, come to life
some princes don't become kings
Oh, if the Alchemist wishes to laugh at Sunjata’s expense, he will find it doesn’t take much for the new-Attuned to join in. The past is the past after all, and he knows what mistakes he’s made. He can either dwell on it, or deal with it. And he chooses to deal with it, as he turns his head slightly toward the Alchemist in quite an avian fashion, a beaky grin sent his way. Alright, fair enough. Perhaps I’ll leave some parts out. He admits with a chuckle sent Remi’s way, a surprisingly wry look sent toward him.
But he laughs when Remi mentions he might have died, wings rising and falling in a shrug. He might have. But he didn’t. And he finds himself quite lucky for that.
Soon though, he’s hopeful that Remi might get the suggestion through his voice at his admission of being unable to fly, and with his dark navy gaze he follows the sprouting of feathers with a nod of his whole body, excitement rampant within him to. If you’ve got the time, I’m ready! He jests, recalling Phoebe mentioning how busy the man usually was.
But he laughs when Remi mentions he might have died, wings rising and falling in a shrug. He might have. But he didn’t. And he finds himself quite lucky for that.
Soon though, he’s hopeful that Remi might get the suggestion through his voice at his admission of being unable to fly, and with his dark navy gaze he follows the sprouting of feathers with a nod of his whole body, excitement rampant within him to. If you’ve got the time, I’m ready! He jests, recalling Phoebe mentioning how busy the man usually was.
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.
