/// i'm uncontrollable, emotional, chaotically proportional
i'm visceral, reloadable
i'm visceral, reloadable
He doesn’t give her room to fight him, and she doesn’t even begin to start much to his relief. Asta’s arm is offered for her to stand and after a moment of contemplation, the pale woman takes it. And the butcher has nothing to say in the moment except a toothy smile, immediately guiding her toward the familiar path to his room. The sound of the bar and the commotion die away the further down they get.
“Used to do what, my dear?” He asks curiously as he starts to unlock the door, helping to guide her in once it’s open before he closes it behind them. “Luckily for you, darling, I don’t plan on vanishing or dying.” He shrugs lightly, moving to the fire to add a couple more logs to it, utilizing his fire magic to draw it up higher, to start to burn the newly added logs.
“Used to do what, my dear?” He asks curiously as he starts to unlock the door, helping to guide her in once it’s open before he closes it behind them. “Luckily for you, darling, I don’t plan on vanishing or dying.” He shrugs lightly, moving to the fire to add a couple more logs to it, utilizing his fire magic to draw it up higher, to start to burn the newly added logs.
Astaroth
i'm crazy, i'm crazy, i'm crazy, i'm crazy ///
everybody in the world knows i'm a little twisted
everybody in the world knows i'm a little twisted
