love, do you want love?
do you want lust? say you don't know
do you want lust? say you don't know
The shadows dance as they drift deeper into the strange, moving maze. And while Asta might otherwise completely ignore his shadow, this time something about it changes. A quick glance offered to the shapes as his warbles and moves slightly, he can see from the foliage around how his shadow seems to push against the blades of grass and leaves, but he pays it little mind as they drift deeper and her voice rings out.
The glint of metal captures his attention, leaning a bit heavier on his favorite cane to get a better look at them as a deep chuckle leaves him in response. “I would say ladies first, but you’ve already beaten me to the punch.” Comes the playful lament, picking up a bit of speed in his long legs to come up beside her. The cane lifts, tucking it under his arm as he starts to roll his sleeves up.
There's a slight rustle in the hedge they approach, to determine whether to go right or left, and as they get a bit closer there’s a quiet squeak of follow me! as a squirrel darts out and goes down the leftward path. Watching it, the butcher looks over at Thalassa with a too sharp grin. “Perchance we take the right path?” Maybe the squirrel was running away from something? Maybe there’s better prey deeper within the labyrinth than squirrels?
The glint of metal captures his attention, leaning a bit heavier on his favorite cane to get a better look at them as a deep chuckle leaves him in response. “I would say ladies first, but you’ve already beaten me to the punch.” Comes the playful lament, picking up a bit of speed in his long legs to come up beside her. The cane lifts, tucking it under his arm as he starts to roll his sleeves up.
There's a slight rustle in the hedge they approach, to determine whether to go right or left, and as they get a bit closer there’s a quiet squeak of follow me! as a squirrel darts out and goes down the leftward path. Watching it, the butcher looks over at Thalassa with a too sharp grin. “Perchance we take the right path?” Maybe the squirrel was running away from something? Maybe there’s better prey deeper within the labyrinth than squirrels?
Astaroth
maybe you just like the control
