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
The objection isn’t one that the butcher expects, typically used to Danta just going with it. He doesn’t get that today, though, and despite everything, he concedes this time if only so the guilt won’t grow further in his gut for everything he’s done today. “I didn’t know what kind of date it was.” He begins, maneuvering to step back toward the portal, easily letting Danta fit back up against his side.
The portal comes into view and he’s silent — not that it’s unusual, but what is unusual is the way it seems like he’s trying to figure out what words to say. “She wanted to come here, to the Climb, to Frey’s Breath. And I took it as a great time to announce little tidbits of how things once had been.” More… informative than sexual. Because despite everything, the butcher had never been on a real date.
He draws silent as they step into the portal and Danta’s magic splits the bonfire so they keep their clothes, and he tugs Danta a little closer and protectively despite the multitude of people around. “We probably should have.” He says with a sigh, because it was far too late now.
Instead he guides the Maverick toward the Dusklight, toward more seclusion, staying silent until people can’t pry into it just yet.
The portal comes into view and he’s silent — not that it’s unusual, but what is unusual is the way it seems like he’s trying to figure out what words to say. “She wanted to come here, to the Climb, to Frey’s Breath. And I took it as a great time to announce little tidbits of how things once had been.” More… informative than sexual. Because despite everything, the butcher had never been on a real date.
He draws silent as they step into the portal and Danta’s magic splits the bonfire so they keep their clothes, and he tugs Danta a little closer and protectively despite the multitude of people around. “We probably should have.” He says with a sigh, because it was far too late now.
Instead he guides the Maverick toward the Dusklight, toward more seclusion, staying silent until people can’t pry into it just yet.
Astaroth
you know what's on the line
