my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Smirking, Amun winked back at Adam. "I'll stick around, then." The Ascended's voice dropped to a sensual whisper. "I'm sure we can think of something, hopeless romantic that you are." Waggling his eyebrows, the potter leaned languidly against the closest wall.
Then Amalia arrived, and Amun gave her a brilliant smile. "Hey kitty. Long time no see!" His voice was easy-going and friendly, without a hint of heat. "Hope you've been doing alright. We should catch up some time." He opened his mouth, then closed it as she went into a backroom.
Raising his eyebrows at the next arrival, Jigano, the Ascended crossed his arms. "Are you a wordsmith, ginger?" There wasn't a hint of hostility in the potter's voice, simply a slightly teasing tone. It disappeared when the second woman arrived. For her, he swept into a graceful, but shallow bow. "I don't think we've had the pleasure of being introduced. Amun Arlun, at your service." He straightened up, then turned to face Adam once more as the man started giving instructions.
Glancing at the unknown woman, Amun quickly jumped in. "I'll deal with the petals. Though I gotta ask why you don't have living flowers, hopeless." With that, he took the basket and began wandering through Adam's house, scattering petals here and there.
Then Amalia arrived, and Amun gave her a brilliant smile. "Hey kitty. Long time no see!" His voice was easy-going and friendly, without a hint of heat. "Hope you've been doing alright. We should catch up some time." He opened his mouth, then closed it as she went into a backroom.
Raising his eyebrows at the next arrival, Jigano, the Ascended crossed his arms. "Are you a wordsmith, ginger?" There wasn't a hint of hostility in the potter's voice, simply a slightly teasing tone. It disappeared when the second woman arrived. For her, he swept into a graceful, but shallow bow. "I don't think we've had the pleasure of being introduced. Amun Arlun, at your service." He straightened up, then turned to face Adam once more as the man started giving instructions.
Glancing at the unknown woman, Amun quickly jumped in. "I'll deal with the petals. Though I gotta ask why you don't have living flowers, hopeless." With that, he took the basket and began wandering through Adam's house, scattering petals here and there.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
