first off, you should know, that my light's on but i ain't home
As Coffee’s acceptance is realized by Haai, the griffin mimics the attempts at the smoke rings, wings flaring as she darts after the dragon with her own clinking of talons and paws along the floor, tail and tailfeathers wide in their excitement. “It appears as though we do.” Sunjata remarks to Adam with a hint of amusement, glancing over from the pair of companions back to Adam.
“We had similar things back in my world, things you’d wear in your ear that let you hear things.” He tries to explain, before passing it off. “Though I guess even if it isn’t something special, perhaps I have a secret admirer.” The Korofian smirks, glancing to Adam as he notes the slight amount of anxiety the other man has. But judging by the rings the man wore on his own ears, Sunjata finds that there’s really nothing to worry about. Unless of course Adam didn’t particularly like blood, and well…
That made one of them.
Sunjata stills, stealing himself as he feels the apple settle up against the back of his ear. At Adam’s explanation, Sunjata snorts and nods as Coffee heats the needle. “Yeah, it’s true.” He offers. “That’s why I cleaned the earring then had this one made to match.” Germs and the like. At least the other earring he’d had made was clean from the get-go. Able to see exactly who had crafted it, what kind of results were granted from it, what he might want changed.
Regardless, the needle is heated, and Sunjata’s breath is withheld strong and tight as the needle pierces his lobe and he exhales a bit loudly paired with the slight squint of his eyes, before remaining as still as he can and offering the earring to Adam to place in place of the needle, to slip it in after and ensure that Sunjata doesn’t have to just fiddle around trying to put it in himself. What a mess that’d become. At the very least, it wasn't as bad as he thought it'd be.
“We had similar things back in my world, things you’d wear in your ear that let you hear things.” He tries to explain, before passing it off. “Though I guess even if it isn’t something special, perhaps I have a secret admirer.” The Korofian smirks, glancing to Adam as he notes the slight amount of anxiety the other man has. But judging by the rings the man wore on his own ears, Sunjata finds that there’s really nothing to worry about. Unless of course Adam didn’t particularly like blood, and well…
That made one of them.
Sunjata stills, stealing himself as he feels the apple settle up against the back of his ear. At Adam’s explanation, Sunjata snorts and nods as Coffee heats the needle. “Yeah, it’s true.” He offers. “That’s why I cleaned the earring then had this one made to match.” Germs and the like. At least the other earring he’d had made was clean from the get-go. Able to see exactly who had crafted it, what kind of results were granted from it, what he might want changed.
Regardless, the needle is heated, and Sunjata’s breath is withheld strong and tight as the needle pierces his lobe and he exhales a bit loudly paired with the slight squint of his eyes, before remaining as still as he can and offering the earring to Adam to place in place of the needle, to slip it in after and ensure that Sunjata doesn’t have to just fiddle around trying to put it in himself. What a mess that’d become. At the very least, it wasn't as bad as he thought it'd be.
up high, but i stay low
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.
