// the kinda wrong that make you feel right //
Danta finds himself holding his breath as the wind almost steals the decision away from him, and he's laughing in near relief when they come away without any of the panes of glass in bits on the sand. "I never had a doubt," he says, winking back at Kiada and following her away from the all-too-delicate glass wall so find a place to sit and eat lunch. Beach tacos hit the spot and then some, Danta lingering by one of the braziers to also keep the chill off, watching with mild interest as the bar seems to put itself together before their eyes.
"I can do the lighting," he calls - any excuse to climb on ladders and proclaim there to be light, and even better if some of the lighting is sparkly or otherwise appealing to his crow brain. So saying, Danta goes to peruse the light fixtures, gather his tools - and his ladder - and begin to swan around to install them on the walls and ceiling.
Danta installs the lighting! (Option 4!)
"I can do the lighting," he calls - any excuse to climb on ladders and proclaim there to be light, and even better if some of the lighting is sparkly or otherwise appealing to his crow brain. So saying, Danta goes to peruse the light fixtures, gather his tools - and his ladder - and begin to swan around to install them on the walls and ceiling.
Danta installs the lighting! (Option 4!)
Dantalion
// the little death that make you feel alive //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
