we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different
the same old things expecting something different
“So I’ve heard.” Sunjata hums with amusement, keeping that lopsided grin aimed at her as he watches her take him in. He lets her, with zero qualms of the way her eyes trace over him, the way that he’s close enough now that his scent would likely be wafting toward her in a version of whatever she wanted him to smell like, whatever she found the most attractive. It’s a small piece of Frey’s magic looped through him and infuses with the rest of the brothel.
As she angles and her voice drops lower, he does lean in. Her comment bringing a warm laugh from him, her smile of trouble pressing to the crystal glass of whiskey as she takes her sip and he keeps that eye contact. “And how’s that working out for you so far?” He asks, head tilting a bit more as he watches the liquor slip down her throat, still leaning into her space across the bar.
As she angles and her voice drops lower, he does lean in. Her comment bringing a warm laugh from him, her smile of trouble pressing to the crystal glass of whiskey as she takes her sip and he keeps that eye contact. “And how’s that working out for you so far?” He asks, head tilting a bit more as he watches the liquor slip down her throat, still leaning into her space across the bar.
but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
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.
