His wicked grin blooms entirely on reflex alone (say what you will about Astarion— most, if not all of it’s entirely true— but he thrives inherently in being met in all his mischief), reveling in the thrill of knowing someone else can keep pace with his strides.
“Well I’d wanted to make your loss quick, but if you insist on being savvy...”
His lunge is as vicious as his own sense of humor, not an ounce of sympathy or hesitation spared for a soul fresh off the heels of recovery, dagger leading the charge as he slips low— serpentine— aiming to press Fenris back on his heels before he has a chance to react.
“We’ll just have to do this the hard way—”
And if Fenris isn’t careful, he’s going to find himself flat on his back with a blade at his throat just as quickly as he lends the opportunity.
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His wicked grin blooms entirely on reflex alone (say what you will about Astarion— most, if not all of it’s entirely true— but he thrives inherently in being met in all his mischief), reveling in the thrill of knowing someone else can keep pace with his strides.
“Well I’d wanted to make your loss quick, but if you insist on being savvy...”
His lunge is as vicious as his own sense of humor, not an ounce of sympathy or hesitation spared for a soul fresh off the heels of recovery, dagger leading the charge as he slips low— serpentine— aiming to press Fenris back on his heels before he has a chance to react.
“We’ll just have to do this the hard way—”
And if Fenris isn’t careful, he’s going to find himself flat on his back with a blade at his throat just as quickly as he lends the opportunity.