amun
Getting the invitation from Maea, after her death, had sent Amun into a fresh bout of grief. Still, it had been her wish that he attend. So he did, shirtless and barefoot, as befitted Torchline, with a wrapped present. He called "Surprise," a little dully, when Sunjata and Loren appeared.
As Nate twined his way around the bartender, the potter's eyes tightened, and his jaw feathered with tension. Then he went almost unnaturally still, as only Ascended could do. Not breathing, or bothering to pretend he was okay, he marched up to the birthday boy and the doctor who was apparently Sunjata's flavor of the month (oh, and Melita was there too). "Brought you a present." Amun's voice was low. "From Maea."
With that he held out the bundle. If the bartender opened it, he'd find an amphorae of blackberry wine, with a note attached. As soon as Sunjata took it, the potter would turn and leave the two other men (oh, and Melita).
As Nate twined his way around the bartender, the potter's eyes tightened, and his jaw feathered with tension. Then he went almost unnaturally still, as only Ascended could do. Not breathing, or bothering to pretend he was okay, he marched up to the birthday boy and the doctor who was apparently Sunjata's flavor of the month (oh, and Melita was there too). "Brought you a present." Amun's voice was low. "From Maea."
With that he held out the bundle. If the bartender opened it, he'd find an amphorae of blackberry wine, with a note attached. As soon as Sunjata took it, the potter would turn and leave the two other men (oh, and Melita).
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
