SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
A low rumbled laugh slips from the Flood’s throat as he concedes to Danta’s request of seeing the rooms, guiding him up the stairs to the floor where the literal magic happens. Standing outside of the available room, Sunjata’s attention flickers back to the Maverick to offer the basics of his ground rules. The blonde’s reaction sparks a snort from Sunjata as he flashes an amused and crooked smile. “Made a promise to my girl.” And given it’s his second chance, he isn’t intending on fucking it up.
“You go first. Imagine what place you want to be in.” He waits precisely long enough for Dantalion to decide where exactly he wanted the room to be and everything within it he wished for, and the second that he thinks they’re ready, he opens the door to allow the other man in first.
“You go first. Imagine what place you want to be in.” He waits precisely long enough for Dantalion to decide where exactly he wanted the room to be and everything within it he wished for, and the second that he thinks they’re ready, he opens the door to allow the other man in first.
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
