Astaroth
i think i'm the devil in disguise, here's my state of mind
“Oh, certainly.” Astaroth hums with a quiet laugh, a flash of his sharp dazzling smile toward Charlie as she makes her way toward where the events would begin, seeking out his second least favorite person around — though the butcher can’t feasibly find himself too annoyed at the Flood’s presence. He hadn’t spent too long looking in their direction, thankfully.
His drink is delicious, though, and a perfect distraction from when Danta wrestles with his tight back pocket to get his hand free. As if completely unaware of it, he settles beside his lover, leaning back with his arm pressed against the Maverick for maximum contact, shifting only when the popcorn arrives.
He doesn’t particularly seem interested in Vesper and Nova’s go around, but he is interested when Charlie and Sunjata appear. “Tell me, darling, does he always show off?” Casting a glance toward Danta with a raise of his brow, he looks back to the whirlwind that is Charlie astride the pegasus’ back.
His drink is delicious, though, and a perfect distraction from when Danta wrestles with his tight back pocket to get his hand free. As if completely unaware of it, he settles beside his lover, leaning back with his arm pressed against the Maverick for maximum contact, shifting only when the popcorn arrives.
He doesn’t particularly seem interested in Vesper and Nova’s go around, but he is interested when Charlie and Sunjata appear. “Tell me, darling, does he always show off?” Casting a glance toward Danta with a raise of his brow, he looks back to the whirlwind that is Charlie astride the pegasus’ back.
give me destruction, tell me i'm scrumptious
i'm a fucking delight
i'm a fucking delight
