so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
It suits better with Astaroth choosing to find the box with a lock, given that it helps him keep an eye out, outside of the work that Flora and Danta are intending to do in the back. “Come to think of it… I may have something perfect for that.” Astaroth hums, ensuring that nobody is wandering down this way or will try to, before he makes his way to his office.
Returning with a box, surprisingly dusty (a find from cleaning up his office and the random shit that had been stashed in it prior, he returns with the dust undisturbed as per her last request, holding it out toward her by the base to keep his fingerprints from leaving marks in the lid or around the gold filigree lock. “Might something like this do well for you, darling?” He asks, tail flicking lazily as he bends slightly to hold it up to her, a grin painted onto his face. Dangling from a little keyring on the hand that holds the box is a shiny golden key.
Astaroth grabs a box!
Returning with a box, surprisingly dusty (a find from cleaning up his office and the random shit that had been stashed in it prior, he returns with the dust undisturbed as per her last request, holding it out toward her by the base to keep his fingerprints from leaving marks in the lid or around the gold filigree lock. “Might something like this do well for you, darling?” He asks, tail flicking lazily as he bends slightly to hold it up to her, a grin painted onto his face. Dangling from a little keyring on the hand that holds the box is a shiny golden key.
Astaroth grabs a box!
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
