and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
It doesn’t take him long to find her – upon entering and scanning as his eyes adjust to the darker and warmer interior, he spots her easily with ingredients and items along her lap, a curse leaving her lips as her mixing spoon clatters to the floor and a whale of sorts floats around her head. So this is Safrin’s Shield. And for a second, he can see why Deimos fancies her so. But her flint gaze finds his, and he offers a gentle smile of greeting, a shake of his head to what she’s offering.
He aims to approach and bend down to grab the spoon that had clattered to the floor for her, gaze flitting up to meet hers. “No that’s okay.” He offers in his accented rumble before handing the spoon to her. “Actually I’m here for you, not the bread. Though it does smell incredible in here.” A rough quiet hum of a chuckle at that. “It’s about Safrin.” He goes to stand again, a dark brow raised in case he can help her with anything else.
He aims to approach and bend down to grab the spoon that had clattered to the floor for her, gaze flitting up to meet hers. “No that’s okay.” He offers in his accented rumble before handing the spoon to her. “Actually I’m here for you, not the bread. Though it does smell incredible in here.” A rough quiet hum of a chuckle at that. “It’s about Safrin.” He goes to stand again, a dark brow raised in case he can help her with anything else.
stitching up the loose threads of my soul
so in the morning i'm bullet proof
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.
