// i may never sleep tonight as long as you're still burning bright
if i could trade mistakes for sheep, count me away before you sleep //
if i could trade mistakes for sheep, count me away before you sleep //
He notices immediately as he withdraws, the way the other man seems to creep across the bar. It only adds to Sunjata’s slight smirk growing more and more – a scarred brow arching just a fraction more, spying the interest there as he cocks his head slightly with his question. And he watches, the steel of his gaze certainly sizing Jonah up and down, lingering in places until the Accepted’s gaze finds his again.
The answer has Sunjata humming again, downing the rest of his drink and putting out the now fully burnt cigarette in the ashtray, for him to stand up and peer down at the other man fully from his height as he makes the bold choice to reach forward and let his lightning scarred fingertips run along the exposed part of Jonah’s arm. “It certainly does. I think I could use some help in the store room, come to think of it.” He makes a show of thinking hard about it, before he steps back, gesturing for Jonah to join him on the other side, where he can whisk the man away to a dusty, now converted to storage, part of the original Devil’s Advocates that has long since lost most of it’s guild description.
Of course, the desk in the center with the claw marks scratching it up remains but he hopes that Jonah doesn’t pay too much attention to that part.
The answer has Sunjata humming again, downing the rest of his drink and putting out the now fully burnt cigarette in the ashtray, for him to stand up and peer down at the other man fully from his height as he makes the bold choice to reach forward and let his lightning scarred fingertips run along the exposed part of Jonah’s arm. “It certainly does. I think I could use some help in the store room, come to think of it.” He makes a show of thinking hard about it, before he steps back, gesturing for Jonah to join him on the other side, where he can whisk the man away to a dusty, now converted to storage, part of the original Devil’s Advocates that has long since lost most of it’s guild description.
Of course, the desk in the center with the claw marks scratching it up remains but he hopes that Jonah doesn’t pay too much attention to that part.
i'll stay awake 'til i trade my mistakes, or they fade away
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.
