so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
“It has always been what I’ve strove for.” Asta says toward Dantalion with an amused and knowing look – at least until they’re joined in the outskirts by the younger Ancient, one that Asta has just met, but he watches with a fanged grin of amusement as he joins them. He doesn’t reach out to touch the young man’s shoulder like Danta does, but he does bob his head in greeting, shifting over to allow space for the shorter man to settle. “Hello again, young man.” Asta drawls his greeting, ever polite in the face of such company.
Though he does snicker at the idea of there being civility tonight, something he finds quite boring to be sure, and he cuts an amused grin Danta’s way all the same before nodding again to Edmund. “I am truly looking forward to the potential. Shall we take bets?” There’s an eager gleam to his dark gaze at the ida.
Though he does snicker at the idea of there being civility tonight, something he finds quite boring to be sure, and he cuts an amused grin Danta’s way all the same before nodding again to Edmund. “I am truly looking forward to the potential. Shall we take bets?” There’s an eager gleam to his dark gaze at the ida.
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
