[Toki]

((its doing better but its been raining a lot so my joints have been achy as fuck. and have u been creeping on other people's rps wtf))

Djinn smiled triumphantly, then poured Brandon another cup of tea. "It's jasmine. Naturally sweet, and very calming." He gave Brandon a once-over. The clothes seemed to fit him all right, as he'd predicted. He topped off his own cup and sat back down at the bar.
"I have this way of getting people to open up. I can read them just by observing for a while. Call it a gift, I guess, but I just like to think I'm trustworthy." He added a spoonful of honey to his tea and stirred it slowly, the spoon clinking against the sides of the glass. "You wanna know about me, huh? Well, so do I." He stopped stirring and sighed. "I don't remember any kind of childhood, really, it's like I just suddenly started existing. I've only met someone like me once, probably about fifty years ago, maybe more, and she was killed by slavers. She's the reason I became a tailor; she taught me everything I know. Other than that, my history's pretty boring. Matt and I have lived together for about five years now. She showed up on my doorstep one day, in the middle of a hurricane, covered from head to toe in mud and completely swamped with ghosts." He laughed wryly. "That was a fun evening. Yeesh."
Djinn sipped his tea and glanced up at the kitchen clock. "It's getting pretty late, we should probably hit the hay unless you've got more to talk about."