the sea speaks a little more honestly
A hum of agreement slips Sunjata’s throat again, nodding along to the offer Thomas makes. At the mention of tricks, however, the Flood’s smile shifts to something feline and playful, his head tilting a fraction. “Oh, I have plenty.” His tone seems to suggest that Thomas would have to find out for himself. Luckily, it seems that it’s on the agenda as Sunjata stands and offers his hand for the other man, pulling him up nearly immediately as soon as he’s latched on.
Thomas’ fingers linger in his hand, however, and Sunjata doesn’t make a move to pull his scarred one away. A snort does manage to leave him at the mention of scars, though, that same playful smirk growing on his face. “Suppose you’ll have to find out.” It’s made easier that way. Sunjata would run out of breath long before he finished listing them off.
But he turns just enough to let Thomas lead the way, deciding that if this was his distraction from embracing the storm for the moment, so be it.
Thomas’ fingers linger in his hand, however, and Sunjata doesn’t make a move to pull his scarred one away. A snort does manage to leave him at the mention of scars, though, that same playful smirk growing on his face. “Suppose you’ll have to find out.” It’s made easier that way. Sunjata would run out of breath long before he finished listing them off.
But he turns just enough to let Thomas lead the way, deciding that if this was his distraction from embracing the storm for the moment, so be it.
to those who are willing to drown
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.
