for: @ichabodsam location: the big house, new year's party.
seeing the son of dionysus, perhaps in his element, casimiro moves to stand beside him. he wears a grin on his face, ambrosia laced alcohol warming him from the inside out. part of him is glad that he decided to make himself experience this while another part is nervous of what he could get himself into. he told himself, and others, that he wanted to be more spontaneous in the new year. he figures this would be a start.
he leans over, toward samael's ear. "so, was all of that texting just talk or is there action behind those words?" he raises his scar-stained eyebrow, eyes flashing dangerously. "i'm just curious."











