[ i can only ever say "poor sebastian" when he has to deal with this freak...
The laugh he emits is an indelicate one, rich with mirth and intrinsic violence; a bright, deep snicker that pours like smoke and shadow between a row of perfectly white teeth, animal canines at full bear. There's never a reason to hide them away, being what he is and being among other non-human entities has allowed him an ease — besides, unlike Sebastian, it's better ( for him ) if he's up front about his divinity. There's no need to hide it away, nor any benefit for him to do so.
Which means that, when asked, he's quite free with his admission. And his insults. ]
How unfortunate, that the guests invited to this estate are so poorly educated! You cannot recognize a god when one is before you?
[ The long line of his neck above the golden collar arches, his chin lifted in sly confidence as he straightens his spine; with all the audacity and natural superiority of one who was made for it, he tucks his elbows in along his ribs and allows his forearms and hands to fall open, loose and inviting and cradling his presence. His soul is, well, it's not hard to see. Dark and poisonous as it was red, viscerally distinct. ]
It is a curious thing, that I see your face and find it familiar to me. I cannot recall ever meeting you before, but something about you is doubtlessly part of my extended existence. You do not smell human at all, and thus — could be a competent plaything after so many months I have spent without.
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The laugh he emits is an indelicate one, rich with mirth and intrinsic violence; a bright, deep snicker that pours like smoke and shadow between a row of perfectly white teeth, animal canines at full bear. There's never a reason to hide them away, being what he is and being among other non-human entities has allowed him an ease — besides, unlike Sebastian, it's better ( for him ) if he's up front about his divinity. There's no need to hide it away, nor any benefit for him to do so.
Which means that, when asked, he's quite free with his admission. And his insults. ]
How unfortunate, that the guests invited to this estate are so poorly educated! You cannot recognize a god when one is before you?
[ The long line of his neck above the golden collar arches, his chin lifted in sly confidence as he straightens his spine; with all the audacity and natural superiority of one who was made for it, he tucks his elbows in along his ribs and allows his forearms and hands to fall open, loose and inviting and cradling his presence. His soul is, well, it's not hard to see. Dark and poisonous as it was red, viscerally distinct. ]
It is a curious thing, that I see your face and find it familiar to me. I cannot recall ever meeting you before, but something about you is doubtlessly part of my extended existence. You do not smell human at all, and thus — could be a competent plaything after so many months I have spent without.
[ he is, indeed, a yapper <3 ]