I'm about to cause a damn ruckus
“It’s okay.” He begins to cut off her apology, not because it was a bad thing to have her touch his wing, only that he hadn’t been expecting it. Isla, typically in his experience, was quietly observant and would always ask first, just in case. But this version seemed almost more… Free, like she wanted to just take all the experiences she could at once, and after so long of losing out on it who is he to deny her any of it? “Overwhelming, sounds like.” He teases her gently as she takes his arm and he starts to guide her down the path and caverns of Frey’s Breath.
He's soon surprised once again as her cheek presses against his sleeve, soaking in his scent, and Sunjata tilts his head toward her with a soft laugh. “Glad you like it.” He’s not about to tell her that he certainly doesn’t smell nice right now, with the ash and the sulfur and the sweat of the Climb, and quietly thanks his passive magic for such a feat to mask everything. As for his favorite place, though, he gives her a sharp grin as they dive into the first dark cavern. “I’ve actually been here a decent amount. Frey’s Breath is my favorite, though, even before I became their demigod. It’s like a big hotspring.”
He's soon surprised once again as her cheek presses against his sleeve, soaking in his scent, and Sunjata tilts his head toward her with a soft laugh. “Glad you like it.” He’s not about to tell her that he certainly doesn’t smell nice right now, with the ash and the sulfur and the sweat of the Climb, and quietly thanks his passive magic for such a feat to mask everything. As for his favorite place, though, he gives her a sharp grin as they dive into the first dark cavern. “I’ve actually been here a decent amount. Frey’s Breath is my favorite, though, even before I became their demigod. It’s like a big hotspring.”
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.
