// i'm not so good with tenses //
“At least ninety-nine percent.” He reassures Niki with a lopsided smile as he follows the gesture to sit, joining the necromancer at the kitchen table to sit and stretch out his long legs off to the side lest he knock them into Niki’s legs. “Luckily for you, King’s End has quite a variety.” He bounces his brows playfully – as if it wasn’t solely because of the fact the Heartless liked hazelnut that many of the stores kept it stocked.
Following his gaze over toward the window with the pitter patter of rain against the window, glancing back toward Niki with the realization that it might be the Leafchange deity herself that’s making quite the showing with her displeasure and curses. “It would.” He agrees with a soft laugh, lifting it to take a sip of the coffee, content to remain amused about the Mathair taking credit for the screaming rain. But it’s the latter that has his smile softening a smidge to hear that he doesn’t bug the other man.
And it’s honestly refreshing as of late, given how he feels like he bugs the vast majority of people just by existing. But those are thoughts that he doesn’t air, doesn’t want to ruin the general vibe. “Don’t say that or I might test that theory.” He teases instead.
Following his gaze over toward the window with the pitter patter of rain against the window, glancing back toward Niki with the realization that it might be the Leafchange deity herself that’s making quite the showing with her displeasure and curses. “It would.” He agrees with a soft laugh, lifting it to take a sip of the coffee, content to remain amused about the Mathair taking credit for the screaming rain. But it’s the latter that has his smile softening a smidge to hear that he doesn’t bug the other man.
And it’s honestly refreshing as of late, given how he feels like he bugs the vast majority of people just by existing. But those are thoughts that he doesn’t air, doesn’t want to ruin the general vibe. “Don’t say that or I might test that theory.” He teases instead.
the Heartless
// i'm tensin' up thinkin' about what i'm supposed to call you now //
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.
