if i let go, would you hold on, would we fly?
is it safer if we just say that we tried?
Of course, that had been the goal. To get her up and out of it, out of harms way. Out of the ensuing chaos that is people still running back and forth. And when his voice lights up her thoughts, dazed and fluttering, that’s when he sighs and removes his hands from her as she starts to move. She’s okay, she’s okay. He says nothing to Phoebe before the midwife bounds away, instead sitting back just enough to help her should she swerve as she stands.
Soon enough she’s standing and okay, and he can feel his bones aching as he goes to stand after her. At her comment, he nods, taking her hand to get her to follow, to not lose her as they make their way through the chaos to safety. He’s sure Fangorn will follow, and he continues on and on. Until familiar faces find him, and he falters in his exhausted state, body still coated and drenched in water, shirt torn as he lets Melita’s hand go.
“Hey,” he rumbles to the sibling demigods they’ve found, gaze moving to Kaimana first and the broken leg he sees. Steel eyes cast to Oia next, still taking notes about one broken arm before he looks back to Melita. “Help her, I’ll carry him.” It’s a smooth suggestion, pausing to get close to Kaimana. “Kai, hey, it’s Sunjata. I’m just going to help you get somewhere else where someone can heal you, okay?” He tells the man that had helped him clean up after LongNight.
Swiftly, he lifts Kai to his chest, holding him close, nodding to Melita to keep going.
Soon enough she’s standing and okay, and he can feel his bones aching as he goes to stand after her. At her comment, he nods, taking her hand to get her to follow, to not lose her as they make their way through the chaos to safety. He’s sure Fangorn will follow, and he continues on and on. Until familiar faces find him, and he falters in his exhausted state, body still coated and drenched in water, shirt torn as he lets Melita’s hand go.
“Hey,” he rumbles to the sibling demigods they’ve found, gaze moving to Kaimana first and the broken leg he sees. Steel eyes cast to Oia next, still taking notes about one broken arm before he looks back to Melita. “Help her, I’ll carry him.” It’s a smooth suggestion, pausing to get close to Kaimana. “Kai, hey, it’s Sunjata. I’m just going to help you get somewhere else where someone can heal you, okay?” He tells the man that had helped him clean up after LongNight.
Swiftly, he lifts Kai to his chest, holding him close, nodding to Melita to keep going.
are we laughing at the danger?
are we dancing after death, you and I?
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.
