Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Wondering whether this is a bait and switch situation, Danta is considering his response as to whether Flora is any good at her chosen game when, lo and behold, she decides to call it to a close anyway. (Or so he thinks). Turning again towards the sound of her voice, the Ancient tilts his head to see her standing so coquettishly, and he flashes a fanged smile in her direction. "You really don't have to be so coy," he drawls, as if she's anything of the sort.
(She might be, but he doesn't get the impression that someone who drops a towel and prances off naked and invisible is all that shy). Backtracking across to where he believes Flora to be standing, the Ancient looks her up and down with all the greed of a starving man, the sunlight scattering rainbows through the crystal of his horns.
(She might be, but he doesn't get the impression that someone who drops a towel and prances off naked and invisible is all that shy). Backtracking across to where he believes Flora to be standing, the Ancient looks her up and down with all the greed of a starving man, the sunlight scattering rainbows through the crystal of his horns.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
