// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
"A pleasure," Danta trills as they walk together, absently twisting one of the several rings bedecking his fingers. "What you've heard is true," he tells him without fanfare, nodding towards the seemingly innocuous room up ahead, sconces of fire bedecked by smoulder blossoms. "Step inside and close the door, do whatever takes your fancy, and when you open it again, poof, it's like nothing happened."
Turning the doorknob to let the door swing open, Vesper will be greeted by the fruits of their labour; the walls stacked with items begging to be broken, the weapons, the restraints, the liquor, the slab of a table fit for a multitude of uses. "Broken glass, broken bones - none of it matters once that door swings back open. A little piece of chaos you can play with whenever you like, no lasting consequences."
Turning the doorknob to let the door swing open, Vesper will be greeted by the fruits of their labour; the walls stacked with items begging to be broken, the weapons, the restraints, the liquor, the slab of a table fit for a multitude of uses. "Broken glass, broken bones - none of it matters once that door swings back open. A little piece of chaos you can play with whenever you like, no lasting consequences."
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
