// we haven't won, and if we win, //
Content that Thalassa might take him up on the offer of claiming she’d been the victor of the truth or dare they had played before, the butcher hums a soft laugh as he delves into looking at the image she pulls up in her book, scribbling down the notes of it – because it was certainly a lovely and fun idea that might terrify some of those in attendance – and Asta’s nothing if not wanting a story to remember.
As she leans in equally for his announcement, the glint of his gaze is sharp and bright despite the shadows the make his eyes appear nearly completely black in the dim lighting of the Atheneum. “Over the top and gaudy should do well, I think.” He murmurs, even as Thalassa mentions Charlie. His grin widens and somehow looks sharper, a knowing look crossing over him as he hums a soft sound. “Oh I am most positive she does.” She had coordinated Fox and Kiada’s wedding, after all. Blending the normalcy of people who weren’t inherently Ancient with a few Ancient ideals and happenstances.
But something tells him that he and Danta would have the official ceremony in the Climb, likely just as themselves and Dygra, which left the afterparty celebration to be full of debauchery and ostentatiousness. It’s something he can’t wait for, in all honesty. “I imagine the Temple or the Dusklight may be suitable for it, though we have not decided yet.” And of course, theres the outfits for the celebration they have to gather ideas for as well.
As she leans in equally for his announcement, the glint of his gaze is sharp and bright despite the shadows the make his eyes appear nearly completely black in the dim lighting of the Atheneum. “Over the top and gaudy should do well, I think.” He murmurs, even as Thalassa mentions Charlie. His grin widens and somehow looks sharper, a knowing look crossing over him as he hums a soft sound. “Oh I am most positive she does.” She had coordinated Fox and Kiada’s wedding, after all. Blending the normalcy of people who weren’t inherently Ancient with a few Ancient ideals and happenstances.
But something tells him that he and Danta would have the official ceremony in the Climb, likely just as themselves and Dygra, which left the afterparty celebration to be full of debauchery and ostentatiousness. It’s something he can’t wait for, in all honesty. “I imagine the Temple or the Dusklight may be suitable for it, though we have not decided yet.” And of course, theres the outfits for the celebration they have to gather ideas for as well.
Astaroth
// and if the morning light sets in, we've cheated fate again //
