06-16-2016, 02:46 PM
"As I a m not particularly fond of nightmares, I will not inquire about details of these places!" His chuckle bordered on humoring Nox's boast as absurdity and morbidly dodging such dark imagery.
There was little in the eloquent life Dane personified that could darken his spirits, but Dane Gregory was a facade to the creature inhabiting his skin. Howls and shrieks reminiscent of terror and death echoed inside his mind even as his face externally split into its rancorous accord. A mirror of Nox that cast no reflection.
Nox intrigued him. In a way separate from the allure of someone he might follow for the evening. A promise hung on the air, like a cape dangling from Nox's shoulders, it was always with him, but fluttering at the idea of fulfillment.
"I can indeed!" Dane's eyes danced with excitement that moments before were clouded with sanguine lenses. They followed the trail of power stranding throughout the room. "Do you have a car?"
He stood from the seat, glad for the chance to change the monotony of his days with Damien in recovery and all but inaccessible. As he lay a few pesos down for payment, he finished the sour margarita with a dissatisfied twist to his lips.
"While we are at it, I demand we hunt down better refreshments. On me, of course! There is one establishment with sights so exquisite, young and supple that you will not believe exists until you stand in their presence," a quirk to Dane's lips added his own brand of humor, "and the water is lovely also." Nox seemed like the type of man to enjoy a lude joke, even if Dane's attempt was poorly executed. It was an attempt at least.
"Shall we?" His arm stretched toward the door.
There was little in the eloquent life Dane personified that could darken his spirits, but Dane Gregory was a facade to the creature inhabiting his skin. Howls and shrieks reminiscent of terror and death echoed inside his mind even as his face externally split into its rancorous accord. A mirror of Nox that cast no reflection.
Nox intrigued him. In a way separate from the allure of someone he might follow for the evening. A promise hung on the air, like a cape dangling from Nox's shoulders, it was always with him, but fluttering at the idea of fulfillment.
"I can indeed!" Dane's eyes danced with excitement that moments before were clouded with sanguine lenses. They followed the trail of power stranding throughout the room. "Do you have a car?"
He stood from the seat, glad for the chance to change the monotony of his days with Damien in recovery and all but inaccessible. As he lay a few pesos down for payment, he finished the sour margarita with a dissatisfied twist to his lips.
"While we are at it, I demand we hunt down better refreshments. On me, of course! There is one establishment with sights so exquisite, young and supple that you will not believe exists until you stand in their presence," a quirk to Dane's lips added his own brand of humor, "and the water is lovely also." Nox seemed like the type of man to enjoy a lude joke, even if Dane's attempt was poorly executed. It was an attempt at least.
"Shall we?" His arm stretched toward the door.