ransom notes keep falling out your mouth, mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs
speak no fear, no i don't believe you. you don't care a bit. you don't care a little bit.
speak no fear, no i don't believe you. you don't care a bit. you don't care a little bit.
“Exactly the same.” He tips a wink to Neron before settling in and running his hands along the marred top of the counter while he instructs the Ascended to the better whiskey. The question is met with a shrug at first, a tilt of his head as if he’s about to roll his neck to crack it before he rights himself again and his wings flutter despite there being no draft. “Better now.” He offers honestly, shrugging off the drama of the rest of it for the here and now.
“Last couple of weeks in Torchline were… Draining, to say the least.” A bit more information never hurt, and he punctuates the statement with an airy laugh as he shakes his head. “I’m sure you had those weeks when you were Warden, hm?” A dark brow raises Neron’s way, opening the floor for the Ascended to speak, to get less eyes on him and make it easier for him.
“Last couple of weeks in Torchline were… Draining, to say the least.” A bit more information never hurt, and he punctuates the statement with an airy laugh as he shakes his head. “I’m sure you had those weeks when you were Warden, hm?” A dark brow raises Neron’s way, opening the floor for the Ascended to speak, to get less eyes on him and make it easier for him.
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.
