// sun comin' up on a dream come around //
Nodding sagely and raising his glass in a toast as if glad to hear that Flora is in agreement with the uselessness of her gods, Danta grins and finishes what will turn out to be his last glass of whiskey of the night, judging by how very light his limbs have started to feel and how everything is beginning to seem like the best idea. As for jealousy and how fun it can be, the Maverick concedes with a rich laugh, clinking his empty glass against Flora's and setting it down so he can nibble at a cube of cheese.
"Oh, I never do anything too early, unless you count Asta," he quips with a fiendish grin, stretching his arms above his head. "Now come on - enough politics and being sad about piss poor captains and their dumb decisions. Things are just about to start getting lively in here." Indeed, the slow guitar has been surrendered and a medley of other instruments are about to strike up, and before the Dusklight knows it, Danta will have started an impromptu party. With dancing.
Suffice to say, it will be at least late morning before they head to the hotsprings the following day.
~FIN
"Oh, I never do anything too early, unless you count Asta," he quips with a fiendish grin, stretching his arms above his head. "Now come on - enough politics and being sad about piss poor captains and their dumb decisions. Things are just about to start getting lively in here." Indeed, the slow guitar has been surrendered and a medley of other instruments are about to strike up, and before the Dusklight knows it, Danta will have started an impromptu party. With dancing.
Suffice to say, it will be at least late morning before they head to the hotsprings the following day.
~FIN
Dantalion
// one hundred years from the empire now //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
