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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#3
in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
Danta ought to have expected as much, and yet as the other man takes him in, he's a little too busy doing the same, so when Asta lances forward he catches the Maverick off guard - despite the fact that he's literally invited him in.

Huffing out a breath and trying a quick side-step, he's caught instantly, of course, by the cane. Hissing a curse under his breath and having to contort further so as not to get hit in the face, he instead leans into the weapon striking against his ribs.

"Son of a bitch," he laughs breathlessly, grasping at the cane and trying to twist away to take the weapon with him. Whether or not he's successful is irrelevent; either way, Danta aims low and tries to tackle Asta's legs out from beneath him.
Dantalion
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RE: give me your fire, give me your fear - by Dantalion - 04-16-2024, 07:39 PM

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