We're riding 'round this carousel, getting dizzy 'til we're sick
The letter has been received and given that Torchline is basically a hop ship and a jump away from those that don’t care about using portals, he’s there quite quickly. Of course, the difference in temperature from going from the snowy Grounds to the mild winters of Torchline is a relief, he can’t help but to slowly shed the layers he wears as he makes his way toward the Court of Stars. The scarf is tucked away, as is the thick fur outer coat he wore once he’d left the VlamVloed.
And now that he’s in Torchline stepping through the broad doors of the building where he knows he can find Maeve, well, it’s far warmer than even he remembered.
It’s straight to the desk in front, a quick little conversation of meeting Maeve and being told to wait a few moments. It isn’t surprising to him, really, not with the history they have. So he waits, standing by the entrance of a doorway that leads upstairs, jacket draped over a pale arm alongside his scarf, gaze following the decor along the inside until Maeve comes to greet him.
And now that he’s in Torchline stepping through the broad doors of the building where he knows he can find Maeve, well, it’s far warmer than even he remembered.
It’s straight to the desk in front, a quick little conversation of meeting Maeve and being told to wait a few moments. It isn’t surprising to him, really, not with the history they have. So he waits, standing by the entrance of a doorway that leads upstairs, jacket draped over a pale arm alongside his scarf, gaze following the decor along the inside until Maeve comes to greet him.
the flood
Love is like a circle, there's no easy way to end
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
