/// i'm uncontrollable, emotional, chaotically proportional
i'm visceral, reloadable
i'm visceral, reloadable
The fanged grin blooms at the way Danta responds, even if the words are sharp and antagonistic. His tail lashes out behind him like a cat toying with a mouse as a low chuckle leaves his lips. “Ouch.” It’s quite clear that there’s no actual pain in the words. He knows the Maverick better than that. “You wouldn’t know whether it was worth it, now would you?” He raises a dark brow. His romantic endeavors were never spoken about before, but it was clear that Astaroth never ended up showing up with someone on his arm.
Forever alone, as far as he was concerned.
What he has to offer though, that’s a subject Astaroth has been waiting for, and his tail suddenly stills in the lashing as he seems to perk up, a sharper grin forming on his lips. “I’m quite adept at pest control.” He waves a hand relatively flippantly, as if to encompass anything from a true pest, to pests of the human variety. But, alas, Danta already knows that when it came to getting rid of people or things, he managed quite well.
A nod of agreement is all that’s offered at the mention of Dygra once more, too focused to see just how Danta takes the offer.
Forever alone, as far as he was concerned.
What he has to offer though, that’s a subject Astaroth has been waiting for, and his tail suddenly stills in the lashing as he seems to perk up, a sharper grin forming on his lips. “I’m quite adept at pest control.” He waves a hand relatively flippantly, as if to encompass anything from a true pest, to pests of the human variety. But, alas, Danta already knows that when it came to getting rid of people or things, he managed quite well.
A nod of agreement is all that’s offered at the mention of Dygra once more, too focused to see just how Danta takes the offer.
Astaroth
i'm crazy, i'm crazy, i'm crazy, i'm crazy ///
everybody in the world knows i'm a little twisted
everybody in the world knows i'm a little twisted
