in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"I like to watch," Danta purrs gleefully from between Charlie's thighs, a wicked smile on his face particularly as she decides to give him a friendly squeeze. "Fine, fine," he adds, willing to steer the petite priestess this way and that under Asta's guidance, until the archway is exactly as it ought to be. By this time, of course, the butcher is approaching with his bag of trinkets, Danta humming something that's a mix of surprised and impressed as he accepts them.
Keeping Charlie on his shoulders - she'll need to place the trinkets up high, after all - the Maverick selects a few artifact that he might wedge nicely between the pieces of obsidian and iron before passing the bag upwards. "Maybe the candlesticks along the top?" he suggests to Charlie, leaving her to make her selection even as he turns to start his own decorations.
Danta selects some artifacts to decorate with and passes the bag up to Charlie, suggesting some candlesticks along the top.
Keeping Charlie on his shoulders - she'll need to place the trinkets up high, after all - the Maverick selects a few artifact that he might wedge nicely between the pieces of obsidian and iron before passing the bag upwards. "Maybe the candlesticks along the top?" he suggests to Charlie, leaving her to make her selection even as he turns to start his own decorations.
Danta selects some artifacts to decorate with and passes the bag up to Charlie, suggesting some candlesticks along the top.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
