don't you know i'm no good for you?
His posture and body language remain open for Amun to inspect, caring little if the potter wished to check him over or out. He’s fine all things considered, though, taking a moment to shake out his arms now covered in his scales, reaching up with a lightning scarred hand to run along the plates of armor. “I’ve missed this.” He says idly, instead of answering Amun immediately, his gaze lifting to the potter as he raises a brow. “Mm, perhaps so.” Though where to start, he doesn’t know. Doesn’t have the energy to think on it too intensely.
So the Flood follows Amun instead, entering the tomb. He partially shifts his gaze to see through it better – though never as good as Amun likely could see, but it does help – as Zhanshi pops up and Sunjata scans the coffin at the back, moving to step toward it, a hand extended to brush along the edge of the stone with curiosity. “Should we be disturbing it?”
So the Flood follows Amun instead, entering the tomb. He partially shifts his gaze to see through it better – though never as good as Amun likely could see, but it does help – as Zhanshi pops up and Sunjata scans the coffin at the back, moving to step toward it, a hand extended to brush along the edge of the stone with curiosity. “Should we be disturbing it?”
i've learned to lose, you can't afford to
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.
