better get to diggin' while my body's getting cold.
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
He hums a sound of acknowledgement at being the Frey demigod now, quite a twist he’d never expected even in his wildest dreams. But there isn’t much else to say to that, a small smirk accompanying the jest Neron makes in turn about fine tastes. “I am selective, at least. I don’t just let anyone bite me.” A challenging look crosses his face, his scarred brow rising as he peers up at Neron.
But the answer is given and Sunjata reaches into his pocket, pulling out a pair of handcuffs, leaning forward to snap one of them onto the Hailstorm before the Flood connects it to his own wrist. It clicks and when it finally lands into place, the two of them suddenly find themselves not in the VlamVloed any longer but in the notorious sex room of the Hollowed Grounds. The warmth and the scent immediately hits him so abruptly that he has to take in a sharp breath, forgetting that their arms are still connected by the handcuffs.
But the answer is given and Sunjata reaches into his pocket, pulling out a pair of handcuffs, leaning forward to snap one of them onto the Hailstorm before the Flood connects it to his own wrist. It clicks and when it finally lands into place, the two of them suddenly find themselves not in the VlamVloed any longer but in the notorious sex room of the Hollowed Grounds. The warmth and the scent immediately hits him so abruptly that he has to take in a sharp breath, forgetting that their arms are still connected by the handcuffs.
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.
