I'm about to cause a damn ruckus
Feathered and furred and Sunjata imagines for a second he’s stuck his hand in some unique boa that Frey may be wearing. Though he knows that to not entirely be the case, it’s still a surprise enough that his fingers can’t help but to run through the softness of it, curious beyond any means as he listens to the instructions.
“Of course.” He murmurs softly, offering a smile up toward his deity, even if his blindfolded eyes can’t pick them out. He still tries to give them his full attention, pleased that he’s been given an option to fulfill this. And he certainly intends to, given that it’s the only thing he has right now to throw his focus and attention into. So he clings to it.
He clears his throat a second later, draws his hand back into his own space before he speaks. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” He asks curiously.
“Of course.” He murmurs softly, offering a smile up toward his deity, even if his blindfolded eyes can’t pick them out. He still tries to give them his full attention, pleased that he’s been given an option to fulfill this. And he certainly intends to, given that it’s the only thing he has right now to throw his focus and attention into. So he clings to it.
He clears his throat a second later, draws his hand back into his own space before he speaks. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” He asks curiously.
the flood
How you bleed when you bleed nothing?
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
