Training give me your fire, give me your fear
the Maverick
Theocrat of the Hollowed Grounds

Age: 35 | Height: 6'0 | Race: Ancient | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
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in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"You know, I don't think we've ever had a fight where we weren't intending to actually rip each other to pieces," Danta is saying conversationally as the Oasis comes into view, the water still as glass, reflecting every branch and colourful leaf overhead. They've haunted this general area enough over the past few days, it makes sense to keep digging around out here. Especially if they're going for a little playful sparring match.

The suggestion, even a month ago, would have put the Maverick on high alert, expecting an assassination attempt at best and torture at worst. But today, with the increasingly chill breeze tousling his fair hair and his hands buried in the pockets of his coat, he's actually feeling pretty good about it. If Asta is planning to turn on him, he's playing a very long game about it, put it that way.

"Come on, then. Give it your best shot," he challenges.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.


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give me your fire, give me your fear - by Dantalion - 04-16-2024, 07:25 PM

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