// corn liquor tastes sweeter in this town
could it be it's the same as the last? //
could it be it's the same as the last? //
Reasons Sunjata can’t begin to list out – some better than others, but one that burns in the back of his mind that had resulted in a child with the starry goddess – one that currently lived amongst the stars (so he hopes, anyway). “Sometimes.” It’s the most polite of an answer he can offer the Wild Thunder, and with it, he shifts the conversation with ease toward the crash site of the meteors, his steel gaze drifting out over the water’s edge and to his companion that still seems to enjoy splashing in the water.
“I think whatever it was that crashed left right after, but I can’t seem to figure out what it is.” He offers the information somewhat easily, steel gaze slipping back toward the Halovian. “I investigated when they crashed in LongNight. As far as I know, I was the first person there and there was exactly what you’ve found when I got there.” Nose wrinkling, Sunjata exhales a soft sigh and glances back toward the gorging river star.
“I think whatever it was that crashed left right after, but I can’t seem to figure out what it is.” He offers the information somewhat easily, steel gaze slipping back toward the Halovian. “I investigated when they crashed in LongNight. As far as I know, I was the first person there and there was exactly what you’ve found when I got there.” Nose wrinkling, Sunjata exhales a soft sigh and glances back toward the gorging river star.
the flood
// i swear i've seen your face elsewhere before
just as familiar as a bottle and a glass //
just as familiar as a bottle and a glass //
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.
