so what, my friend, whatever will it be?
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
It starts to bead and drip and smear with the frantic mess Danta chases after it, and yes — it should click, but it doesn’t right now in his frustration. Instead, the butcher grits his teeth as Danta drops to the ground with a thud. Working his jaw, Astaroth steps off from the door, swiping at the wound with little care as the fire fades and the butcher steps forward in an attempt to try and push him down and keep him down.
Only, it makes for the perfect opportunity for the Maverick to grab his ankle — not a clear, strong grip, due to his inebriation — but it’s enough to throw him off balance too because the other foot has lifted to try and press against the other man’s side, to try and twist him back over.
It only works to have the butcher drop — out of practice, unfortunately, but enough that he lands on top of the blonde Ancient, legs on either side of him despite the full weight of him colliding. Immediately his hands move to push down on his arms, trying to pin him where he is, blood dripping from his shoulder onto the man below him.
Only, it makes for the perfect opportunity for the Maverick to grab his ankle — not a clear, strong grip, due to his inebriation — but it’s enough to throw him off balance too because the other foot has lifted to try and press against the other man’s side, to try and twist him back over.
It only works to have the butcher drop — out of practice, unfortunately, but enough that he lands on top of the blonde Ancient, legs on either side of him despite the full weight of him colliding. Immediately his hands move to push down on his arms, trying to pin him where he is, blood dripping from his shoulder onto the man below him.
Astaroth
you know what's on the line
