// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
"Just back pockets?" Danta wonders, water dripping from his chin as he flashes a fanged smile over his shoulder at Asta. Aware of but of course unbothered by the eyes that might be on either of them, especially with the butcher bright eyed and bushy tailed and apparently on patrol, he instead focuses on drinking a little more of the water, taking a deep and steadying breath for what feels like the first time in hours.
"Mm, I suppose you're ri-- Asta what the fuck--" Interrupted by his own surprise as he's snagged and dragged right into the fountain - fully fucking clothed, might he add - the Maverick lands with quite a literal splash. One of his sandals is still on the ground next to the fountain thanks to it flying off en route into the water, but the butcher succeeds spectacularly on dunking him below the surface, much to his flailing and shock.
Emerging with a gasp, Danta is already trying to wrestle the other man, grabbing for his horns to drown him in turn, and if that won't make Asta go down, the Maverick will climb on his back and force gravity to do the work for him.
"Mm, I suppose you're ri-- Asta what the fuck--" Interrupted by his own surprise as he's snagged and dragged right into the fountain - fully fucking clothed, might he add - the Maverick lands with quite a literal splash. One of his sandals is still on the ground next to the fountain thanks to it flying off en route into the water, but the butcher succeeds spectacularly on dunking him below the surface, much to his flailing and shock.
Emerging with a gasp, Danta is already trying to wrestle the other man, grabbing for his horns to drown him in turn, and if that won't make Asta go down, the Maverick will climb on his back and force gravity to do the work for him.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
