and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
“That there is.” He hums with a light chuckle, pulling away from the bar as she says no time like the present. Well then. He smirks to her with a small nod, slipping over to one of the doors and beckoning someone else to come take over the bar, before he moves to the other side of the bar where Ingrid sits, steel gaze lingering on her when she mentions she hadn’t gotten to stay past last call.
And he gives her an amused smirk, a dip of his head. “You can stay as long as you like.” He offers, tilting his head toward the back toward the rooms – lingering briefly before he starts to step down the hallway toward one of the furthest rooms, off a second branch of a hallway, rather far away from the rest of everything else. He opens the door, pausing by the door frame to ensure she makes it to the room.
And he gives her an amused smirk, a dip of his head. “You can stay as long as you like.” He offers, tilting his head toward the back toward the rooms – lingering briefly before he starts to step down the hallway toward one of the furthest rooms, off a second branch of a hallway, rather far away from the rest of everything else. He opens the door, pausing by the door frame to ensure she makes it to the room.
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.
