// with our one foot in the grave //
“It most certainly will not be a lack of grace on my part.” The Butcher teases with a warm laugh. “You know just how graceful I am for my height, mi amor.” He adds, shooting Danta a knowing grin, all sharp teeth, mischief, and promises. But as they reach the hammock in question, he takes the meat plate and balances it while Danta settles into the swinging threads of the hammock.
And only once he’s sure Danta has settled and hasn’t spilled his wine all over himself, does Asta step forward to offer a bit of a trade – the bowl of stew and the meat plate. Left holding his own glass of wine as well, the Butcher huffs a soft laugh before he works his way into the hammock, using Danta as a means to keep it from swinging too harshly. “I am so pleased we are on the same page.” He hums, sinking down after a moment and lets his tail sweep around his middle lest it get all tangled up in the ripples of the hammock.
He gets in easily, though perhaps with a bit of a death grip on the edge of the hammock, but once he settles he shoots Danta a bright smile. “See? Perfect.” Regardless of the fact Danta had been the one to get into first, so it was significantly easier for him to get in this time. He retrieves his bowl of stew and balances it as he notices Charlie and Knell approach, shooting them a bright smile of greeting. “Oh it is quite cozy, Charlie, darling.” He brightens, blooming a touch. “Hello Knell, my dear.” Greeting the youth, he wonders belatedly if the news has spread fully yet about his ascension, but he keeps it behind his teeth as he greets them.
And only once he’s sure Danta has settled and hasn’t spilled his wine all over himself, does Asta step forward to offer a bit of a trade – the bowl of stew and the meat plate. Left holding his own glass of wine as well, the Butcher huffs a soft laugh before he works his way into the hammock, using Danta as a means to keep it from swinging too harshly. “I am so pleased we are on the same page.” He hums, sinking down after a moment and lets his tail sweep around his middle lest it get all tangled up in the ripples of the hammock.
He gets in easily, though perhaps with a bit of a death grip on the edge of the hammock, but once he settles he shoots Danta a bright smile. “See? Perfect.” Regardless of the fact Danta had been the one to get into first, so it was significantly easier for him to get in this time. He retrieves his bowl of stew and balances it as he notices Charlie and Knell approach, shooting them a bright smile of greeting. “Oh it is quite cozy, Charlie, darling.” He brightens, blooming a touch. “Hello Knell, my dear.” Greeting the youth, he wonders belatedly if the news has spread fully yet about his ascension, but he keeps it behind his teeth as he greets them.
Astaroth
// while the other one's kicking its way right down to hell //
