// you knew who I was //
See, now that's what Danta's talking about when he says a hand down his pants, the Maverick smiling to Sunjata as he sidles up beside him and flicking the shard of bone into the crackling fireplace. "I'd look better with nothing on," he counters the Flood, looking him up and down. "As would you. Not that I'm complaining about this." He nods at the suit he wears, before Flora is suddenly on Jata's other side.
Smiling crookedly to her as well, he nods his agreement. "Doesn't he?" he says of the Flood, before womp womp, here comes trouble. Turning to look over his shoulder at the doorway, first at the debonair Everest Hart (there we go again with a potential hand down his pants) along with the hot damn looking woman who follows behind him.
Only then Maea is stepping in, and the Maverick furrows his brow. But... this isn't his conference. It isn't his ball.
And he isn't a hero.
Danta does nothing.
Smiling crookedly to her as well, he nods his agreement. "Doesn't he?" he says of the Flood, before womp womp, here comes trouble. Turning to look over his shoulder at the doorway, first at the debonair Everest Hart (there we go again with a potential hand down his pants) along with the hot damn looking woman who follows behind him.
Only then Maea is stepping in, and the Maverick furrows his brow. But... this isn't his conference. It isn't his ball.
And he isn't a hero.
Danta does nothing.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
