i bank on the funeral
A snort is given to Bastien at the mention of which one fell to his seductions, when in reality it was quite the opposite. “Nate.” He shrugs to that, reaching up to rub a hand along his neck, crossing over the Ascended bites with a bit of a ghost-like touch. “He has some sort of upgrade that helps him figure out if you’re sick or not. More… Internally, stuff that you can’t see with the eye. So he checked me out and found something.” A quick glance given toward Bastien with a look that seems to say ‘so that was that’.
But the mention of the bar has Sunjata almost shifting to a bit more of a professional tone. “VlamVloed. It’s in the Domiciles.” He says with a slightly brighter grin to that – something he’s proud of at the very least. Almost as proud as it seems like Bastien is for being married to the Queen of the Grounds. Even the comment of it has Sunjata chuckling lightly. “I imagine work is never quite done.” He rumbles, having never wanted a title like that or anything of the sort – having actively strove to get away from it. There were plenty of people that were better at it than he is at the very least. Those with interest, as well.
But the mention of the bar has Sunjata almost shifting to a bit more of a professional tone. “VlamVloed. It’s in the Domiciles.” He says with a slightly brighter grin to that – something he’s proud of at the very least. Almost as proud as it seems like Bastien is for being married to the Queen of the Grounds. Even the comment of it has Sunjata chuckling lightly. “I imagine work is never quite done.” He rumbles, having never wanted a title like that or anything of the sort – having actively strove to get away from it. There were plenty of people that were better at it than he is at the very least. Those with interest, as well.
'cause i learned all my lessons that way
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.
