you will not choke the divine from me
He mulls it over with a slight nod. “I suppose that’s true.” The briefest of smiles crossing his face before it fades and he moves closer to Oliver, eyeing the Labyrinth with a hint of nostalgia. Had he seen a clearing? Had he noticed it among the whirlwind of thoughts that crossed his mind as he stepped over the threshold of a kitchen, leaving some random woman’s bed, to end up here last year? He can’t quite recall. So he nods in understanding, taking the lead into the labyrinth to scout some place of flattened ground while Haai continues to watch Oliver with bright green eyes of interest.
Her tail feathers begin to wag slightly under Oliver’s gaze and she howls a quiet hello of her own while Sunjata’s gaze remains on the trees and hedges around them. “Her name is Haai.” He answers easily, voice rough and tired sounding.
He gives Oliver a quiet nod, beginning the trek back into the Labyrinth and he watches silently while the trail begins to shift and twist. “You know how you came in at the Spire? I came in here.” He offers unhelpfully, gaze sliding over to look at Oliver while they walk. “One minute I was in Dorobo, the next I was here.” He gestures to the trees around them before he shoves his hands into his pockets.
Her tail feathers begin to wag slightly under Oliver’s gaze and she howls a quiet hello of her own while Sunjata’s gaze remains on the trees and hedges around them. “Her name is Haai.” He answers easily, voice rough and tired sounding.
He gives Oliver a quiet nod, beginning the trek back into the Labyrinth and he watches silently while the trail begins to shift and twist. “You know how you came in at the Spire? I came in here.” He offers unhelpfully, gaze sliding over to look at Oliver while they walk. “One minute I was in Dorobo, the next I was here.” He gestures to the trees around them before he shoves his hands into his pockets.
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.
