so play it out, i'm wide awake, it's a scene about me
there's something in your way and now someone is gonna pay
there's something in your way and now someone is gonna pay
There’s the thrill of the chase, thrill of the hunt, and the thrill of the fight. It’s the latter that the butcher endures right now as they challenge one another – as flame sparks out and nips at her bare feet and ankles and he attempts to get her to let go of his arm. It works, too, because the sudden breath of air between them with how she hops back gives the butcher a moment to relish in it.
That’s when he sees the claws, though. Grinning impossibly sharper, the Ancient accepts the lunge despite being more than ready, two orbs of fire dance around his palms as they embark on their primal tango – claws swiping at his hip, snagging on the fine pants he wears but leaving his skin relatively unharmed as he dives back. “You’ll have to do better than that, darling.” Comes the deep purr, the fire swirling into whorls of ribbons, lashing out toward her partially shifted hands.
That’s when he sees the claws, though. Grinning impossibly sharper, the Ancient accepts the lunge despite being more than ready, two orbs of fire dance around his palms as they embark on their primal tango – claws swiping at his hip, snagging on the fine pants he wears but leaving his skin relatively unharmed as he dives back. “You’ll have to do better than that, darling.” Comes the deep purr, the fire swirling into whorls of ribbons, lashing out toward her partially shifted hands.
Astaroth
and if you can't get what you want, well, it's all because of me
