you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Quiet in a brothel can usually be considered a bad thing," Danta remarks, tilting his glass towards Asta. "But I get what you mean." With his tail flicking idly like a cat at play, the Maverick takes another sip of his drink, wincing only a fraction as the movement tugs at one of the nastier marks left behind from his tangle with the man beside him. Purposefully not looking at the booth Asta mentions, Danta instead fishes for the cherry at the bottom of his glass.
"What kind of rowdy?" he asks softly. "Are we talking drunk, losing at gambling, or are they being rough with the boys and girls without paying?" Each type can be treated a different way, of course - though knowing Danta, it won't be any of those three typical options, and the world will throw them a curveball.
"What kind of rowdy?" he asks softly. "Are we talking drunk, losing at gambling, or are they being rough with the boys and girls without paying?" Each type can be treated a different way, of course - though knowing Danta, it won't be any of those three typical options, and the world will throw them a curveball.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
