// And they glow, with the help of Lucifer Yellow //
It really isn’t what he’s anticipating when he gets here – having only intended on making a pitstop before something seemed to call to him. The Ancient steps through, following along the path others have taken, guided by the strange yet persistent comforting light. Discomfort and uncertainty bleeds away under the pretense of warmth despite the chill in the air, even if the butcher is quite bundled up just in case.
He spots Flora and Melita, and the presence of the Heartless leaves a slightly sour taste in Asta’s mouth. Ignoring it, he picks up his pace even if it feels even more like a slog, like it’s more difficult to do alongside taking the deep breaths he’s trying to, in order to get up next to the Hot Take’s side, flashing her a vibrant and shark tooth grin of greeting, as well as one toward Melita, but promptly ignores Sunjata’s very existence.
Asta is in!
He spots Flora and Melita, and the presence of the Heartless leaves a slightly sour taste in Asta’s mouth. Ignoring it, he picks up his pace even if it feels even more like a slog, like it’s more difficult to do alongside taking the deep breaths he’s trying to, in order to get up next to the Hot Take’s side, flashing her a vibrant and shark tooth grin of greeting, as well as one toward Melita, but promptly ignores Sunjata’s very existence.
Asta is in!
Astaroth
// I had it, concerning madness, sink into satin, focus on the static //
