"please stop you're scaring me" i can't help this awful energy
god damn right, you should be scared of me
He gives her the member count and she mulls it over, mentioning the allies with their information they will likely need. He nods along, pausing briefly before he pushes himself from the desk and heads toward a chest in the back, opening up a couple of the drawers as if he’s searching for something.
When he finally finds it, he turns back to her, steel eyes lingering along her face as she voices the ideas she has for the meeting and a smile starts to lift his lips up again. She’s thoughtful, that's for sure. And he approaches her, part of that same game they’ve had going for so long now that he doesn’t stop a pace away from her, no. Instead, he stops just before he’s touching her, in her space in an attempt at keeping her against the desk as he considers her offer.
“Mhm, I agree. Take an idea of where people sit, who is for the portals and aren’t. Go from there? See if we can’t figure out where the other portals are too with the help of the Ascended?” Head tilts slightly as he looks to her, arm lifting to reach for her left arm to bring her wrist to him so he can place one of those same silver bracelets. A quiet insignia of their little group. While he places it on, he finally lets his eyes linger on her face, a characteristically rogue smile crossing his face probably because of the alcohol. “And there. Now you’re one of us officially.” He winks to her, reaching for his glass once more and lifting it with the hand his own bracelet sits upon.
When he finally finds it, he turns back to her, steel eyes lingering along her face as she voices the ideas she has for the meeting and a smile starts to lift his lips up again. She’s thoughtful, that's for sure. And he approaches her, part of that same game they’ve had going for so long now that he doesn’t stop a pace away from her, no. Instead, he stops just before he’s touching her, in her space in an attempt at keeping her against the desk as he considers her offer.
“Mhm, I agree. Take an idea of where people sit, who is for the portals and aren’t. Go from there? See if we can’t figure out where the other portals are too with the help of the Ascended?” Head tilts slightly as he looks to her, arm lifting to reach for her left arm to bring her wrist to him so he can place one of those same silver bracelets. A quiet insignia of their little group. While he places it on, he finally lets his eyes linger on her face, a characteristically rogue smile crossing his face probably because of the alcohol. “And there. Now you’re one of us officially.” He winks to her, reaching for his glass once more and lifting it with the hand his own bracelet sits upon.
who is in control?
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.
