I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
"N'aw, that's more like it," Danta trills, giving Kiada an affectionate nudge as the arrangements become more about telling other people (certain ones, anyway) to go forth and multiply, rather than this meeting of the minds thing. Refilling her glass for good measure and feeling more than happy that his council have the plans in hand - that's what councils are for, so he's told - the Maverick offers the two women a casual wave as they make their leave.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't," he calls after them - which, that is a high bar, for anyone who knows Danta. Once they've left, he spends a few moments rifling through crates for a fresh bottle of something sweet and red, before taking his leave as well. And pointedly avoiding the dread-aura space of his office, while he's at it.
~FIN
"Don't do anything I wouldn't," he calls after them - which, that is a high bar, for anyone who knows Danta. Once they've left, he spends a few moments rifling through crates for a fresh bottle of something sweet and red, before taking his leave as well. And pointedly avoiding the dread-aura space of his office, while he's at it.
~FIN
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
