and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
The comment of nipple tassels does draw a deeper laugh from him as he shakes his head. “Depends on your definition of streaking. Is it still streaking when only one person sees you?” Another playful wink before he sips easily from his glass, wondering how much more he could catch her off guard – how much more he can jest and test her while still not knowing anything of her other than the nickname they’ve called her.
As for him? He cocks his head slightly with another light smirk. “Maybe I’ll keep them a secret just so you can keep calling me that.” He suggests before another hum of amusement leaves him and he shakes his head. “Here, let me give you a few to pick from.” He sets his glass down to make a joke of counting them off on his hands, eyes and head tilting up toward the ceiling as though he has to think long and hard about it. “The Korofi Flood, the Rebel, the Panther, the hot bartender guy…” He trails off before his gaze slips back to hers. “There’s room for more.”
But he really does catch her off guard with mentioning his kiss with Safrin, and his lips curl a bit more into a brighter smirk as she asks what it was like. “Like kissing the stars.” He winks, amused before he makes her drink and slides it to her, jesting that he’s not quite done with his own drink as she downs the second glass immediately to a dark raised brow from him as he leans back to fill a glass with water because she’s absolutely going to need it.
“Magical fire, I think, does the trick.” He says with a small shrug. “Here, drink this. You’re going to need it Priestess.”
As for him? He cocks his head slightly with another light smirk. “Maybe I’ll keep them a secret just so you can keep calling me that.” He suggests before another hum of amusement leaves him and he shakes his head. “Here, let me give you a few to pick from.” He sets his glass down to make a joke of counting them off on his hands, eyes and head tilting up toward the ceiling as though he has to think long and hard about it. “The Korofi Flood, the Rebel, the Panther, the hot bartender guy…” He trails off before his gaze slips back to hers. “There’s room for more.”
But he really does catch her off guard with mentioning his kiss with Safrin, and his lips curl a bit more into a brighter smirk as she asks what it was like. “Like kissing the stars.” He winks, amused before he makes her drink and slides it to her, jesting that he’s not quite done with his own drink as she downs the second glass immediately to a dark raised brow from him as he leans back to fill a glass with water because she’s absolutely going to need it.
“Magical fire, I think, does the trick.” He says with a small shrug. “Here, drink this. You’re going to need it Priestess.”
stitching up the loose threads of my soul
so in the morning i'm bullet proof
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.
