amun
Amun had spent another fruitless day trying and failing to make even a simple pot. All his efforts with his left hand came out sloppy, lumpy, and misshapen, though at this point he wasn’t trying that hard. As night had fallen, he'd set aside the clay and cleaned himself up.
Then he'd walked slowly towards the VlamVloed. Despite the fact that the potter didn't drink, he'd been spending more and more time there, simply sitting in a corner and watching people. It wasn't as if he had anything better to do. Nodding at the bartender, the Ascended made a beeline for his typical spot. Then he'd sat, and idly watched the patrons. There was an almost blank expression on his face.
Robin
Then he'd walked slowly towards the VlamVloed. Despite the fact that the potter didn't drink, he'd been spending more and more time there, simply sitting in a corner and watching people. It wasn't as if he had anything better to do. Nodding at the bartender, the Ascended made a beeline for his typical spot. Then he'd sat, and idly watched the patrons. There was an almost blank expression on his face.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
