you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Okay, well perhaps you can keep your motivation stashed away somewhere and only use it when you decide to practice by yourself." Chuckling to himself and leaning against the wall to sip at his own tea and watch Asta take aim with his next dart, Danta raises his eyebrows to the other man over the rim of his cup. "Getting better," he compliments, despite it not quite hitting the bullseye mark.
"Alrighht, let's see what I can do." Grabbing his last dart and setting his tea down, Danta ambles up to the board, takes position, and lets it fly. And as before, his dart seems to follow the butcher's, but this time it hits a little further into the inner circle, as if taunting it to come and join him. "If we had enough darts and all the time in the world, I bet we'd make it to the bullseye before the end of the night." He grins.
"Alrighht, let's see what I can do." Grabbing his last dart and setting his tea down, Danta ambles up to the board, takes position, and lets it fly. And as before, his dart seems to follow the butcher's, but this time it hits a little further into the inner circle, as if taunting it to come and join him. "If we had enough darts and all the time in the world, I bet we'd make it to the bullseye before the end of the night." He grins.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
