i'll love you till the day i die, even if it's just a bold face hell of a pretty lie
Things were going okay so far, and with it Sunjata could only assume things would go to shit as soon as were humanly possible. For now, however, he does as he said he would. He arrives quietly with the group, continues to say nothing, and simply listens, because he knows he’s not entirely welcome here — but the Sparkbird had been important, that was the whole point of it anyway. He’s never seen it, arrived a year after it had last appeared. But if there was a chance to get it to show this year, he was all for helping where he could.
So he takes the shovel, glad that the wound has healed enough that this shouldn’t affect it too much, at least praying it doesn’t. So he sheds the jacket and furs he’s worn, going to the space indicated and rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, givingAisha a quiet nod, before he begins to dig through the dirt and snow and ice to try and create the holes and depths necessary to be a good fit for the support beams they'll be installing.
Sunjata starts digging!
So he takes the shovel, glad that the wound has healed enough that this shouldn’t affect it too much, at least praying it doesn’t. So he sheds the jacket and furs he’s worn, going to the space indicated and rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, giving
Sunjata starts digging!
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.
