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07-13-2017, 12:55 AM
a calm sea never made a skilled sailor
They began to fall. Left and right. Anger coursed through Sunjata, as well as through the crocodile companion that sat comfortably upon his back, using his large mouth to hang onto a small patch of black mane that had grown out a bit unruly. It was his way of hanging on while the blue bird flew. Everyone had approached the Marsh, to the spire that was now some sort of portal. Originally, Sunjata had planned to fight, to take a chance on trying to defeat this bastard that took a home from him. This was worse than Tembovu’s shot at stealing his home. This time, it was a god.
He landed a small distance away from the scene, squinting his eyes against the sky and the portal, trying to seek out anyone he knew as he tried to gather his thoughts to attack the god, but the moment he found clarity, he was staring at the beautiful hybrid child of his, one who he witnessed hatch her own companion. Some sort of guttural sound scraped from his throat as he dashed toward the portal, noticing Ktulu pushing the child through. And finally, with a small look back at what Helovia once was, he followed after his daughter and the mother of his child.
"Talk."
He landed a small distance away from the scene, squinting his eyes against the sky and the portal, trying to seek out anyone he knew as he tried to gather his thoughts to attack the god, but the moment he found clarity, he was staring at the beautiful hybrid child of his, one who he witnessed hatch her own companion. Some sort of guttural sound scraped from his throat as he dashed toward the portal, noticing Ktulu pushing the child through. And finally, with a small look back at what Helovia once was, he followed after his daughter and the mother of his child.
"Talk."
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