There is a grand celebration sweeping across Solterra like great tides of culture. A festival of the sun which has so many bodies gathered within the gates of the palace of the Sun. Caterers are strewn along the walls, just out of reach of the dancing and swaying bodies who are enjoying the music. Magic is alive and thriving here. His gravity is playing with the magic of others. Sebastien peers at the doorway, he is bored until she arrives. The scholar has only heard tales of the ethereal creatures known as fairies, or pixies in books. She catches his attention in very much the same way that Meira did. The dust that spills from her wings, and the flowers that pour petals upon the stone floor. He observers her casually from his peripherals, nibbling on a sandwich he grabbed before she arrived. There is a hunger to possess her, and it is overwhelming. The scent of her flowers floods his nares, not unlike the tides of excitements settling over the Sun Court.
Sebastien waits to see what she decides to do before he makes his move. He is readying his magic, willing all his attention to focus keenly on this stranger. He is curious to see that she hovers at the edge of the festival rather than taking part in the mirth. This is his chance to swoop in and entertain her. If he can just get her within his gravity long enough, perhaps he can ensnare her in his life. Sebastien is already wondering how exactly he can break her down already. He has been hunting for so long that he has forgotten what victory tastes like. Destruction, victory, and entropy always taste the same. The dark man approaches the fae with a warm smile on his face. The waves of his magic radiate out from him, reaching for her. It wants to pull her in close. It invites her to take an interest in him, almost the same kind that he has in her.
Rarely did others have malicious intent in the same way that he does. Yet he has not been found out. He wonders if anyone believes Meira as the first words leave his lips. He is about to repeat history. "Hello there." Sebastien greets her with a warm smile. His charm seeps out of him, and it is almost enough to fool anyone that he is genuine in his attempts at conversation. "Forgive my forwardness, but are you a Fae? I'm a scholar from Denocte... with a special interest in Fae. My name is Sebastien." The words fall from his lips almost identical to those he spoke to Meira, except that she was a Kelpie back then.
Sebastien waits to see what she decides to do before he makes his move. He is readying his magic, willing all his attention to focus keenly on this stranger. He is curious to see that she hovers at the edge of the festival rather than taking part in the mirth. This is his chance to swoop in and entertain her. If he can just get her within his gravity long enough, perhaps he can ensnare her in his life. Sebastien is already wondering how exactly he can break her down already. He has been hunting for so long that he has forgotten what victory tastes like. Destruction, victory, and entropy always taste the same. The dark man approaches the fae with a warm smile on his face. The waves of his magic radiate out from him, reaching for her. It wants to pull her in close. It invites her to take an interest in him, almost the same kind that he has in her.
Rarely did others have malicious intent in the same way that he does. Yet he has not been found out. He wonders if anyone believes Meira as the first words leave his lips. He is about to repeat history. "Hello there." Sebastien greets her with a warm smile. His charm seeps out of him, and it is almost enough to fool anyone that he is genuine in his attempts at conversation. "Forgive my forwardness, but are you a Fae? I'm a scholar from Denocte... with a special interest in Fae. My name is Sebastien." The words fall from his lips almost identical to those he spoke to Meira, except that she was a Kelpie back then.
@Caelum sorry for the wait!! He is using his magic and how it affects her (if it does) is totally up to you c: usually it just makes others friendlier towards him.. more agreeable etc..
