// and you took me down, and what a slow fall, but what i needed to be right here
and for one, it seems that i've found, that all the answers were all so clear //
and for one, it seems that i've found, that all the answers were all so clear //
The confirmation from Ronin is really all Sunjata needs, a brief pause as a bit of horror coils in his gut, passing it off as he tries to remember the dream. And he does, it sounds like, a wavering smile given that shakes when Ronin speaks of his father. “He hoped I drowned that day. That part is true.” He murmurs quietly, tearing his gaze away from his friend so he might look anywhere else as Ronin speaks.
“I never had a cabin like that. When I was younger… It sort of came to me as a place maybe Luci and I could go if we ever made it out of Korofi. A place we could build. The VlamVloed is similar to it.” A place of warmth and coppery hues, of cold and navy blues. “Saartjie, though. Hm.” He pauses, letting a small smile cross his face, something nostalgic. “She was the only thing i had when I left Korofi. I took her and we ran.” And then he’d ended up here. Far away from the blue eyed brown haired sibling he’d killed for. “What did you think of it? Of my home?”
“I never had a cabin like that. When I was younger… It sort of came to me as a place maybe Luci and I could go if we ever made it out of Korofi. A place we could build. The VlamVloed is similar to it.” A place of warmth and coppery hues, of cold and navy blues. “Saartjie, though. Hm.” He pauses, letting a small smile cross his face, something nostalgic. “She was the only thing i had when I left Korofi. I took her and we ran.” And then he’d ended up here. Far away from the blue eyed brown haired sibling he’d killed for. “What did you think of it? Of my home?”
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.
