// corn liquor tastes sweeter in this town
could it be it's the same as the last? //
could it be it's the same as the last? //
“That’s certainly not on my list of things to ever have to deal with.” He teases her, humming a soft laugh, letting the conversation fade out into silence (aside from the bustling around the back of the House of Midnight, the shuffling of chairs and people milling about far enough away that they can’t listen in on their conversation.)
He sees her narrowed gaze and he keeps himself open enough (unsure what to expect first from everything), until she mentions Harper and the Flood can’t help the rumbling laugh that leaves him. “I will tell him.” He assures her, letting the grin play on his scarred features before he takes a sip of his drink and listens as she starts to bounce those ideas off.
And he understands – a lot more than people might assume. “It's true. You'll never know unless you do try. I wasn't sure how good of a leader I'd be until I got the chance to lead Torchline and found that I liked it and they liked me... For a time, anyway.” He agrees softly, seeing where it’s going and not having anything but a smile on his face to witness the goals she has in mind. “Just know that regardless of what happens or when or any other reason I can’t think of right now, you’ll always be welcome here.” Whether it’s now or never or three years from now when the world is ending again and again, there’d always be a place for her to go.
He sees her narrowed gaze and he keeps himself open enough (unsure what to expect first from everything), until she mentions Harper and the Flood can’t help the rumbling laugh that leaves him. “I will tell him.” He assures her, letting the grin play on his scarred features before he takes a sip of his drink and listens as she starts to bounce those ideas off.
And he understands – a lot more than people might assume. “It's true. You'll never know unless you do try. I wasn't sure how good of a leader I'd be until I got the chance to lead Torchline and found that I liked it and they liked me... For a time, anyway.” He agrees softly, seeing where it’s going and not having anything but a smile on his face to witness the goals she has in mind. “Just know that regardless of what happens or when or any other reason I can’t think of right now, you’ll always be welcome here.” Whether it’s now or never or three years from now when the world is ending again and again, there’d always be a place for her to go.
the flood
// i swear i've seen your face elsewhere before
just as familiar as a bottle and a glass //
just as familiar as a bottle and a glass //
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.
