// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
Eager to please both the Maverick and the butcher, the tailor makes quick work of the cuts and snips needed – utilizing his magic to curve and form the piece into precisely what he seeks. A few little additions here and there made by hand with the quick work of a needle and thread, Astaroth focuses straight ahead as the fashion assault is made. At least, though, he clings to the touch of the Maverick, evidenced in ways he tries to hide, but is given away with the way his tail flicks slightly with each sweeping stroke and the goosebumps that continue to spread.
The butcher meets Danta’s look in the mirror and snorts, words on the tip of his tongue to completely disagree but thinks better of it as he dips his chin slightly. “I am positive that I will.” It’s a blatant lie, but the sweet smile shot toward the reflection is one that Danta may see through. Completely unaware of what comes next, the tailor’s already grabbing the leather once the shirt is finished up, returning and utilizing his magic to form it however the Maverick wishes and allows him to place it wherever he so chooses.
The butcher meets Danta’s look in the mirror and snorts, words on the tip of his tongue to completely disagree but thinks better of it as he dips his chin slightly. “I am positive that I will.” It’s a blatant lie, but the sweet smile shot toward the reflection is one that Danta may see through. Completely unaware of what comes next, the tailor’s already grabbing the leather once the shirt is finished up, returning and utilizing his magic to form it however the Maverick wishes and allows him to place it wherever he so chooses.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
