but i come to life, come to life
some princes don't become kings
Her name is offered and he swallows down the sip he’s taken, flashing her a bit wider of a smile to reveal partially shifted fangs lurking behind his lips as he nods to her. “A pleasure to meet you.” He offers before she’s calling him starboy and it brings a resounding chuckle to slip from his throat. “And yes, what better place to meet than my bar?” He raises a dark brow to her, lips settling in that easy smirk before he’s dragging from the cigarette again.
The smoke curls around his lips momentarily before he’s glancing out toward the rest of the patrons, though not for long as his steel gaze returns to her. “Let me guess, Outlander?” He tilts his head a small amount, trying to filter through his mind if he’s seen her before when he was only in the Grounds, but nothing comes to mind. Perhaps she's from someplace else, despite the fact that he also hasn’t seen her in Torchline. A stranger to him indeed.
The smoke curls around his lips momentarily before he’s glancing out toward the rest of the patrons, though not for long as his steel gaze returns to her. “Let me guess, Outlander?” He tilts his head a small amount, trying to filter through his mind if he’s seen her before when he was only in the Grounds, but nothing comes to mind. Perhaps she's from someplace else, despite the fact that he also hasn’t seen her in Torchline. A stranger to him indeed.
even at the best of times,
i'm out of my mind
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.
