you know i'm gonna change, things just don't stay the same no more
There’s a huff of a laugh that leaves him with Nate’s comment, already the drink is moving through him, flushing the back of his neck. He leans into the touch from the Ascended, a rogue smirk crossing his face as his never have I ever questioned is uttered and Nate sputters briefly. He settles while Nate offers his own and wonders if it really counts — there’s the scar Nate had created from Maea’s magic that lingers on his wrists, but he doesn’t air it. He’s never had magic, he doesn’t have to drink to that.
The comment of being Accepted, however, has a small groan leaving him and a playful roll of his eyes before he takes a sip. “It was like, not even a year.” It had been a couple seasons max. But still. His gaze flickers toward Loren with a playful smirk, however, focusing on Weaver next and huffing a laugh. Fine then. Another sip. Another inch of the flush on his neck.
And Hotaru, lovely Hotaru, is met with a grin as she offers her own. And yet, another sip from his glass as he turns toward Nate, perhaps a bit too close where his head brushes against the Ascended’s. “See, this is unfair.” He hums, gesturing to all of those gathered. But he thinks on his next target, and who better than Loren once again? He’s smug as he leans back against Nate’s arm, squeezing the Ascended lightly, eyes landing on the summoner and offering his own fanged smirk. “Never have I ever been blonde.”
Edited bc I’m an idiot LMAO
The comment of being Accepted, however, has a small groan leaving him and a playful roll of his eyes before he takes a sip. “It was like, not even a year.” It had been a couple seasons max. But still. His gaze flickers toward Loren with a playful smirk, however, focusing on Weaver next and huffing a laugh. Fine then. Another sip. Another inch of the flush on his neck.
And Hotaru, lovely Hotaru, is met with a grin as she offers her own. And yet, another sip from his glass as he turns toward Nate, perhaps a bit too close where his head brushes against the Ascended’s. “See, this is unfair.” He hums, gesturing to all of those gathered. But he thinks on his next target, and who better than Loren once again? He’s smug as he leans back against Nate’s arm, squeezing the Ascended lightly, eyes landing on the summoner and offering his own fanged smirk. “Never have I ever been blonde.”
Edited bc I’m an idiot LMAO
you know i'm gonna break your fading heart
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.
