daredevil,
@blckgemini
it’s always interesting what people would do for something miniscule. for something so simple-- money, pride, for shits and giggles. seeing people break out of comfort zones on whim or for some petty, absurd reason or just to prove a point. that’s like pure, endless entertainment for him. though it’s not to say he isn’t a participant in it either-- carnage does a lot of things just for the amusement of it, for the benefits that come with it.
this is no different.
he swirls the liquid in the glass in thought, tongue poking against the inside of his cheek as his head cocks to the side. his eyes trails over the female in front of him-- a smile twitching at the corner of his mouth. he hums, thoughtful as his tongue plays with the inside of his cheek, before slowly sliding over his lower lip. he brings the glass to his mouth, finger tapping on the side of the glass.
“i dare you, pretty gemini,” he says slowly, his drawl sounding much more drawn out and exaggerated. he smiles over the rim of the glass, teeth peeking out from behind it. he gestures to the bartop a little bit aways from them, teeth tugging on his lower lip. “to dance.” he says it simply, quickly; his eyes snap back to her, a hum leaving. “...but make it a show. make it worth while-- turn heads, catch eyes, the whole damn show.”
