Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"Mm, sometimes I like to just let them fight, you know?" Danta says with a slow roll of his shoulder, smirking at the (momentarily) subdued nature of the Dusklight. It won't last long, as Rae has correctly guessed, but it's long enough for them to hold a civilised conversation. "Keeps everyone's blood up."
Inclining his head and gesturing for one of the bar staff to make her drink, Danta leans an elbow against the counter and cups his chin in his hand, glancing wolfishly between the woman and her canine. "Raw meat, mm? I think I can arrange for that. How fresh do you like it?" he asks, straightening up only when the whiskey sour arrives.
"I do love being propositioned," he croons with a suggestive raise of his eyebrows - it's a brothel, after all, and he's guilty as charged. "Go on."
Inclining his head and gesturing for one of the bar staff to make her drink, Danta leans an elbow against the counter and cups his chin in his hand, glancing wolfishly between the woman and her canine. "Raw meat, mm? I think I can arrange for that. How fresh do you like it?" he asks, straightening up only when the whiskey sour arrives.
"I do love being propositioned," he croons with a suggestive raise of his eyebrows - it's a brothel, after all, and he's guilty as charged. "Go on."
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
