in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"What gave it away?" Danta wants to know, tilting his head at the door and its decorations that perfectly match the colour on their key. Smirking and reaching forward to unlock their room, they'll be greeted with a modest sized if not clean and well-decorated (blue, did you guess) space, with soft, sheer curtains fluttering against the open doors to a balconette.
"We didn't have shit like this in the Climb," Danta remarks, glancing around and tossing the key into a bowl before turning on heel to face the taller Ancient. "You stay here," he tells him, all fanged smiles and dark confidence. "I'll be back in a few minutes." It isn't every day one gets to tell a force of nature to sit and have him comply, is it?
"We didn't have shit like this in the Climb," Danta remarks, glancing around and tossing the key into a bowl before turning on heel to face the taller Ancient. "You stay here," he tells him, all fanged smiles and dark confidence. "I'll be back in a few minutes." It isn't every day one gets to tell a force of nature to sit and have him comply, is it?
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
