you know i'm gonna change, things just don't stay the same no more
They were a fun and unique twist to the drinks, and honestly he’s a big fan of the lavender one too. So either or was perfect for him, yet he knows Hotaru well enough to know that while having the option for the pop rocks would be good, she’d likely prefer something more relaxed and status quo, not to throw her on edge – not that much did that these days, thankfully, but there was always a chance.
Décor is next, though, and the Flood sets the glass down as he follows behind Melita and Flora, inspecting each of the three options. The mention of Dream Cactus, while certainly up Hotaru’s alley, does remind him of the whole ordeal with George, sparking a silent and queasy feeling to blossom in his gut before he shakes himself of it. “I like the first one. The dream cactus is nice, but Ru collected some last year for a quest if I’m remembering right and it got a little… shitty before the turn in.” Flashing a crooked but apologetic smile toward Flora and Melita, he thinks Hotaru might prefer to not have the reminder of that day, even if it had cemented more of the fact that they still had those feelings for one another.
Clearing his throat, he reaches for the big bag he’d brought – producing some little table motifs made up of iridescent ramphire feathers and a few white ones from varying birds throughout – finding that it matched the initial décor quite well, he sets it beside the first one to see how they’d go together.
Sunjata picks 1!rip George
Décor is next, though, and the Flood sets the glass down as he follows behind Melita and Flora, inspecting each of the three options. The mention of Dream Cactus, while certainly up Hotaru’s alley, does remind him of the whole ordeal with George, sparking a silent and queasy feeling to blossom in his gut before he shakes himself of it. “I like the first one. The dream cactus is nice, but Ru collected some last year for a quest if I’m remembering right and it got a little… shitty before the turn in.” Flashing a crooked but apologetic smile toward Flora and Melita, he thinks Hotaru might prefer to not have the reminder of that day, even if it had cemented more of the fact that they still had those feelings for one another.
Clearing his throat, he reaches for the big bag he’d brought – producing some little table motifs made up of iridescent ramphire feathers and a few white ones from varying birds throughout – finding that it matched the initial décor quite well, he sets it beside the first one to see how they’d go together.
Sunjata picks 1!
you know i'm gonna break your fading heart
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.
