SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
He certainly doesn’t expect that to happen. Not as he’s beginning to adjust the furniture and at first things are going fine – he can hear Weaver’s voice call out to him that he wouldn’t be trapped for long – a quiet chuckle leaving him to that and naught much else. But he begins to move a few items brought from the Guild in the Grounds to place along the shelving here – only to watch as the shelving themselves begin to teeter.
He reaches for it at the last second when it all comes crashing down and he rolls his eyes with a huff of a sigh, hearing Weaver’s voice once more to ask if he’s okay. “I’m fine.” He calls back, though there was a small cut along his arm from where he’d failed to catch the shelving as it fell. So he removes the rest of the shelving to inspect what remains and what can be used – searching the room for more boards that perhaps aren’t quite as brittle to continue the job. A hammer and nails sit near by that he tries to reinforce the boards he does find just in case it helps.
Sunjata removes the broken boards and tries to find new, less brittle ones to try and reinforce with a hammer and nails, before continuing the work!
He reaches for it at the last second when it all comes crashing down and he rolls his eyes with a huff of a sigh, hearing Weaver’s voice once more to ask if he’s okay. “I’m fine.” He calls back, though there was a small cut along his arm from where he’d failed to catch the shelving as it fell. So he removes the rest of the shelving to inspect what remains and what can be used – searching the room for more boards that perhaps aren’t quite as brittle to continue the job. A hammer and nails sit near by that he tries to reinforce the boards he does find just in case it helps.
Sunjata removes the broken boards and tries to find new, less brittle ones to try and reinforce with a hammer and nails, before continuing the work!
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
