// seems like the whole damn world went and lost its mind & all my childhood heroes
have fallen off or died. fake tears, real living, fake tears, but the alcohol never lies //
have fallen off or died. fake tears, real living, fake tears, but the alcohol never lies //
The second Edmund’s eyes snap open and grey meets grey, all Sunjata can offer is an easy, lopsided grin to the young man. “It has.” He chuckles lightly, moving around so that he isn’t standing and hovering above the Ancient’s head to stay in his eyesight easier. “I’ve been good, doing better now. How have you been? And what’s this?” He asks, settling in to let the Ancient continue to wade in the literal bloodbath, hoping that he might explain it to him.
He hadn’t seen it the last time he’d been here, but it’s possible that it was crafted in the span of time it’s been since he’d last been to the Climb. Even now, with the roiling heat from this region, Sunjata’s skin shines with sweat from heat and the hot spring behind him where Petronella continues to try and play and bat at Splat – all the while, Sunjata pays it little mind, knowing that the sea panther was far more comfortable in the water than she likely was on land.
He hadn’t seen it the last time he’d been here, but it’s possible that it was crafted in the span of time it’s been since he’d last been to the Climb. Even now, with the roiling heat from this region, Sunjata’s skin shines with sweat from heat and the hot spring behind him where Petronella continues to try and play and bat at Splat – all the while, Sunjata pays it little mind, knowing that the sea panther was far more comfortable in the water than she likely was on land.
some princes don't become kings
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.
