Deimos
For once Zuriel hadn’t been required for an aftermath debacle, and he patted her on the neck just the same, finagling for treats lined in his pockets (at which time, Belial used the opportunity to swoop down next to them for his own share).
A vague snort followed through on the notion of the dessert bribery. “You are welcome.” Another consideration stirred; because it’d probably be easier to hide the former rather than the latter, especially from soldiers going back and forth along the barracks. Or he could just as easily store them in his house, hidden from public eye. “I will take the brownies.”
His gaze riveted to the rest of the boiling lava pools nearby, watching to see if any lials opted to make a reappearance, before flicking back to the courier, arching a brow at the teeth being chipped away. “Do you need anything else?” Figuring they could forage whatever was left – the skin might’ve been good for some armor, and Halo was never picky about meat.
A vague snort followed through on the notion of the dessert bribery. “You are welcome.” Another consideration stirred; because it’d probably be easier to hide the former rather than the latter, especially from soldiers going back and forth along the barracks. Or he could just as easily store them in his house, hidden from public eye. “I will take the brownies.”
His gaze riveted to the rest of the boiling lava pools nearby, watching to see if any lials opted to make a reappearance, before flicking back to the courier, arching a brow at the teeth being chipped away. “Do you need anything else?” Figuring they could forage whatever was left – the skin might’ve been good for some armor, and Halo was never picky about meat.
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
