the streets are all violent with murderous excitement
Astaroth stops by the time he gets to the third button, shifting the collar a bit to make it more comfortable for him. “Given time.” He agrees, his rich voice confident in the fact that they will not be succumbing to stone this Deepfrost if only to keep the Maverick available to keep collecting his trinkets. “Perhaps we can collect something in the desert?” Maybe Danta can collect something from each and every corner of Caido for all the places he’d missed out on.
It’s a sentimental thought that doesn’t have room right now as Danta steps up beside him and he gladly takes a glass to open up Danta’s arms easier, flashing a crooked yet toothy smile. “To beating those awful children especially.” Asta grins, clinking his glass against Danta’s before taking a deep sip, sighing in content as it touches his tongue.
“Once again, you surprise me.”
It’s a sentimental thought that doesn’t have room right now as Danta steps up beside him and he gladly takes a glass to open up Danta’s arms easier, flashing a crooked yet toothy smile. “To beating those awful children especially.” Asta grins, clinking his glass against Danta’s before taking a deep sip, sighing in content as it touches his tongue.
“Once again, you surprise me.”
Astaroth
the hunter and the prey are dancing every day
