darling, can't you see?
I'm a broken man with addictive tendencies
Well, he’s not pleased in the slightest, but it’s his turn for the watching shift. He’s managed to find an amulet and a chair, and he sits aimlessly in it, leg crossed over the other as he fiddles with the amulet around his neck. It’s rather pretty, but the way it sits along his chest bothers the tattoo that’s still healing beneath it – but at this point, anything seems to bother it. The sleeveless shirt he wears, the air. And with the whole ordeal at the door earlier, he really wishes he’d just ignored it and gone and hid in a room somewhere.
But he’s not that lucky.
Steel eyes flit from amulet to door, head tilted while he stares aimlessly at it, distracted just enough by his thoughts and being stuck at the Temple rather than the Guild. At least one crisis has been avoided.
But he’s not that lucky.
Steel eyes flit from amulet to door, head tilted while he stares aimlessly at it, distracted just enough by his thoughts and being stuck at the Temple rather than the Guild. At least one crisis has been avoided.
and I think I love you
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.
