relive who i've been at my worst,
every single night, looking for a distraction
every single night, looking for a distraction
He’d made sure he was around the second he received note that she would be here. Luckily for him, he hadn’t had much on his plate for leaving anyway, so he wanders around the bottom floor of the brothel, taking inventory count, checking in with the workers, and is precisely right where he needs to be the second she steps in.
She’ll find the brothel inviting, if not a bit dark and alluring — mysterious, though he supposes that was the point with how they’d named it.
People flurry around, getting things ready and checking books while the quiet clinking of glasses can be heard down the hall when he steps away from the desk in the center to greet her after she’s called his name. “Hey Phoebe.” He greets her with a small smile, tugging on the scar on his lips. He’d promised to play nice and he intends to keep that vow. “Welcome in.” He gestures with an arm as if to tell her she can take a look around or make herself as at home as she could. “Do you want something to drink?” It doesn’t have to be alcohol, of course, they supply the place with a variety of options.
She’ll find the brothel inviting, if not a bit dark and alluring — mysterious, though he supposes that was the point with how they’d named it.
People flurry around, getting things ready and checking books while the quiet clinking of glasses can be heard down the hall when he steps away from the desk in the center to greet her after she’s called his name. “Hey Phoebe.” He greets her with a small smile, tugging on the scar on his lips. He’d promised to play nice and he intends to keep that vow. “Welcome in.” He gestures with an arm as if to tell her she can take a look around or make herself as at home as she could. “Do you want something to drink?” It doesn’t have to be alcohol, of course, they supply the place with a variety of options.
the flood
waiting for the sun to rise
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
pretty sight for some hollow eyes
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.
