I don't posture— [ asura snaps, then stops to take a breath before orochi gets any further under his skin. that is what orochi does, what he derives pleasure from, and asura so hates to give him the satisfaction.
orochi's answer regarding the portrait gets a curious cant of asura's head. beacon of justice? asura wouldn't have thought that sort of person could hold orochi's interest, but then who can understand the inner workings of such a conniving man's head?
...taishakuten, most likely, but asura pushes that thought aside as quickly as it came. ]
Then what would you call him? [ asura asks, giving the picture a careless shake to emphasis its presence in orochi's room. ]
no subject
orochi's answer regarding the portrait gets a curious cant of asura's head. beacon of justice? asura wouldn't have thought that sort of person could hold orochi's interest, but then who can understand the inner workings of such a conniving man's head?
...taishakuten, most likely, but asura pushes that thought aside as quickly as it came. ]
Then what would you call him? [ asura asks, giving the picture a careless shake to emphasis its presence in orochi's room. ]