open hand or closed fist would be fine
"Oop--" Having to juggle the orb as Kai swipes it back mid-handoff, as if worried it will fall and shatter (are magic orbs susceptible to that sort of thing?), Danta lets his hands fall back to his sides and raises his eyebrows at the discomfort visibily prickling in the soldier's expression. "Did I not do it right?" Evidently he's not expected what seems suspiciously like insecurity from a man who is laissez-faire enough to wear three of Remi's faces on a t-shirt.
Then Kai is asking to fight, though, and Danta's eyes light up in dark glee. "Fuck yeah," he says immediately, and even though they're right in the middle of the Inner Quarter, he lets a ring of fire light up around them to ward off any tourists or other civilians from getting in the way. (The fact that they skirt around the ring with only mild interest is testament to the regularity of this sort of thing).
"But only if you tell me what's got the stick up your ass. C'mon - sharing is caring." Raising his fists with embers sparking at his heels as he steps back, Danta's stance screams self-taught street thug rather than anything disciplined, but that doesn't mean he's any less enthusiastic for it.
Then Kai is asking to fight, though, and Danta's eyes light up in dark glee. "Fuck yeah," he says immediately, and even though they're right in the middle of the Inner Quarter, he lets a ring of fire light up around them to ward off any tourists or other civilians from getting in the way. (The fact that they skirt around the ring with only mild interest is testament to the regularity of this sort of thing).
"But only if you tell me what's got the stick up your ass. C'mon - sharing is caring." Raising his fists with embers sparking at his heels as he steps back, Danta's stance screams self-taught street thug rather than anything disciplined, but that doesn't mean he's any less enthusiastic for it.
Dantalion
the blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
