maybe i'm just too tired to keep lyin'
“Any favor, which is how I’ve asked about the bar.” He shrugs, a rise and fall of tattooed, bruised shoulders. Whether that included a bunker like the Advocates (it likely would) or not, he didn’t feel the need to discuss with so many people present. And with it, he lets that part of the conversation drift off in favor for running his fingers through her long, pale hair, savoring the little things and hoping that nothing terrible happens within the next couple of hours like Fiat Lux had – when he’d thought the Festival was supposed to be great and wonderful, ending with ice spears and bloodshed.
He pushes it from his mind as he listens to her, the tone of her voice, and his hand still sin her hair with a quiet huff of laughter. “Or just come stay in mine?” He hums, equally sly. But it drops lower, only for her to ear as he speaks next, tangling his fingers into her hair and giving it a playful tug. “Though with luck, you might not be late for class.” A smirk crosses his face to that, a quiet huff of amusement from his throat.
He pushes it from his mind as he listens to her, the tone of her voice, and his hand still sin her hair with a quiet huff of laughter. “Or just come stay in mine?” He hums, equally sly. But it drops lower, only for her to ear as he speaks next, tangling his fingers into her hair and giving it a playful tug. “Though with luck, you might not be late for class.” A smirk crosses his face to that, a quiet huff of amusement from his throat.
maybe you're all i ever wanted
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.
