Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"Some people are into that shit, what can I say?" Danta flashes her a fanged grin and shrugs a shoulder, accepting a whiskey on the rocks from the bartender on their way past. He raises it to Rae in a crooked little toast, before shooting it back. "A woman after my own heart. But if I'm not paying you in meat, how else do I repay you for keeping my floors clean?" You know, from the blood she helped avoid spilling.
Walking his long fingers around the rim of his empty glass, his raised eyebrows suggest that she ought to know exactly what other propositions he's fielding in a brothel of all places. But he'll bite. "Do tell - I'm dying to know how you'd one-up my hard workers." He grins. "The supplies would be useful, though. And I suppose the place is a little lacking in security."
Walking his long fingers around the rim of his empty glass, his raised eyebrows suggest that she ought to know exactly what other propositions he's fielding in a brothel of all places. But he'll bite. "Do tell - I'm dying to know how you'd one-up my hard workers." He grins. "The supplies would be useful, though. And I suppose the place is a little lacking in security."
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
