maybe i'll lie to you, maybe i'll play this role
maybe i'll act like my act is together
Her honestly is like a balm, and he chuckles lightly at her comment with it, tipping his head a small amount. “I have found that out to be true, yes.” He offers with a slight smirk. He’s thankful for it too, far less explaining why it might be a good idea, far easier to not cause offense by simply doing the things he wanted to do without realizing just how it might affect those around them. The bar, it seems, is something Halo needs. Something of decent alcohol that doesn’t taste like piss, for one.
He’d be happy without as much snow as well, but beggars couldn’t be choosers, he supposes.
So he tells her of the rumors of Torchline, and her question has him shaking his head a small amount. “Not yet. But there’s a ship docked and I’d like to meet the captain and get a feel for it.” He doesn’t know the captains name, but if Melita is joining as part of the crew… Well, he supposes he’ll be able to find out just who to speak with. “Remi and Ronin have been there awhile too – not sure if they’ve done any smuggling but they certainly know their ways around it.” He chuckles lightly to that.
But then the puddle disappears and even Weaver’s does too and he snorts slightly in his frustration, shaking his head and moving onto the next one. “They really are.” He agrees perhaps a bit wryly, before one remains in place and he can view into it. It’s shadowed and dark, not at all a reflection like he was expecting – and in place of it, seeing a pair of golden eyes and spots. Like his panther form… But different, more vibrant, more golden, and he can’t help the furrowing of his brows as it disappears in confusion.
What the fuck does that mean?
He’d be happy without as much snow as well, but beggars couldn’t be choosers, he supposes.
So he tells her of the rumors of Torchline, and her question has him shaking his head a small amount. “Not yet. But there’s a ship docked and I’d like to meet the captain and get a feel for it.” He doesn’t know the captains name, but if Melita is joining as part of the crew… Well, he supposes he’ll be able to find out just who to speak with. “Remi and Ronin have been there awhile too – not sure if they’ve done any smuggling but they certainly know their ways around it.” He chuckles lightly to that.
But then the puddle disappears and even Weaver’s does too and he snorts slightly in his frustration, shaking his head and moving onto the next one. “They really are.” He agrees perhaps a bit wryly, before one remains in place and he can view into it. It’s shadowed and dark, not at all a reflection like he was expecting – and in place of it, seeing a pair of golden eyes and spots. Like his panther form… But different, more vibrant, more golden, and he can’t help the furrowing of his brows as it disappears in confusion.
What the fuck does that mean?
maybe i'll cope with life without hope
maybe i'll open the door and fall through the floor
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.
