// i had enough, i need your innocence. don't let up. just give me your love
give me your release, i need your healing, of your touch, i can take it, i can take the pain //
give me your release, i need your healing, of your touch, i can take it, i can take the pain //
A humming sound leaves his throat as if he’s considering the idea of Ronin’s input meaning that he was meant to visit. He doesn’t comment on it, choosing instead to focus on the subject of Stormbreak, of visiting such a place that would look down on him in the blink of an eye once they saw. The pokes and prods do bring a quiet snort to the Flood, a shake of his head of the mention of lumpy turtlenecks. It still likely wouldn’t be enough, not with the silvery scars beneath his ear, not even hidden by the earring that sits there.
So he inhales a slow sigh, letting his gaze drift toward the Star. His lips part to make some snarky comment about what he knows of Cian, but then Ronin’s wrapping that tri toned wing around him, dipped in sauce that coats his feathers and this time he doesn’t refrain from a roll of his eyes. “It’s going to take me forever to get that out. Thank you for that.” He half mutters, but the edge of a smile on his face is there.
And so the Flood stands, sways a brief moment as he realizes how drunk he’s gotten, before he recovers to move to the sink and clean his wing, cursing at Ronin internally and aloud, before he finally lets Ronin’s charm break through his clouds the rest of the night.
FIN <3333
So he inhales a slow sigh, letting his gaze drift toward the Star. His lips part to make some snarky comment about what he knows of Cian, but then Ronin’s wrapping that tri toned wing around him, dipped in sauce that coats his feathers and this time he doesn’t refrain from a roll of his eyes. “It’s going to take me forever to get that out. Thank you for that.” He half mutters, but the edge of a smile on his face is there.
And so the Flood stands, sways a brief moment as he realizes how drunk he’s gotten, before he recovers to move to the sink and clean his wing, cursing at Ronin internally and aloud, before he finally lets Ronin’s charm break through his clouds the rest of the night.
FIN <3333
it's all for you, for you, for you. it's always been for you
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.
