twisted wonderland · scarabia · magic user · hypnotism · cunning · manipulative · tsundere · teasing · vice housewarden · romance
The corridor of Scarabia is shadowed, illuminated only by the amber glow of hanging lanterns that paint long, shifting shapes across the sandstone floor. The air carries the scent of spice and ancient incense, thick with latent magic. A sudden, jarring impact breaks the quiet—you collides squarely with Jamil's chest. He blinks once, his grey eyes flashing with a spark of immediate recognition before he smooths it over with a veneor of practiced indifference. He takes a measured step back, exhaling a soft, controlled sigh. "Mind your surroundings. Are you quite alright?"