now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
“Well, yeah.” He rumbles in response to her. It was his usual haunt, at least in Korofi. He hadn’t spent much time there while here, however, until LongNight happened. And with the Rathskeller being gone, he wasn’t sure if anyone else would recreate it – at least he has some experience with the functionality and need of the bar. Still, she questions him, and he closes his eyes again – eyelashes fluttering against her fingers as she runs her thumbs over his brows and cheekbones. “That’s the plan.” He offers quietly before continuing. “Melita is going to help me make one of the walls a sort of memorial, too.” That way the bar has plenty to offer for any and everyone. “You’re welcome to put something there for Emmett if you’d like to.”
He grows quiet again briefly, before explaining that he doesn’t live in this room per say, but somewhere else. And he can sense a bit of worry in her tone at the question, but he passes it off. “A couple doors down.” He shrugs, it’s not true… Really, mostly because he’d been staying in the backyard of sorts, the hidden part of his Guild. “This house used to be Lucas’. I just thought it’d be a good spot for the bar.” And that was the only explanation he really needed to give, he thinks.
He grows quiet again briefly, before explaining that he doesn’t live in this room per say, but somewhere else. And he can sense a bit of worry in her tone at the question, but he passes it off. “A couple doors down.” He shrugs, it’s not true… Really, mostly because he’d been staying in the backyard of sorts, the hidden part of his Guild. “This house used to be Lucas’. I just thought it’d be a good spot for the bar.” And that was the only explanation he really needed to give, he thinks.
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
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.
