Dantalion
innocence died screaming
honey, ask me, I should know
honey, ask me, I should know
"Portal it is, then," Danta says, raising his glass in a toast and letting Maea's clink against his own. "You can reclaim the word, and I don't have to thumb through a thesaurus in the Atheneum. Win-win." Taking a sip - he's already well on his way to merry, but who's counting? - the Maverick offers her a fanged smile tinged with pride. "I will certainly do that," he tells her. "Luckily, a portal shouldn't involve any more of those void things."
As for pessimists and their apparently realistic view on the world, he can't help but scoff out a laugh. "Ah, but optimists have more fun," he says, the same way one might say about blondes. As the pale woman looks him up and down, Danta absolutely does the same in return, though it's absolutely not for training purposes.
"It would cost you nothing but your time," he purrs to her. "I fight dirty for free."
As for pessimists and their apparently realistic view on the world, he can't help but scoff out a laugh. "Ah, but optimists have more fun," he says, the same way one might say about blondes. As the pale woman looks him up and down, Danta absolutely does the same in return, though it's absolutely not for training purposes.
"It would cost you nothing but your time," he purrs to her. "I fight dirty for free."
I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door
just to sit outside your door
Table base by Skylark
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
