#[he is a certified hottie omg!! stolas is about to turn into a 90s groupie]

[grimowled]

the handsome @jc-helluva-mumu said: "What are you doing tonight? Besides me?" Dacre's face flushed instantly as those words left his lips, "A-ah, well, okay, so my mate told me that was a good pick-up line, and now I feel like a weirdo. He's a whacka anyways. Shouldn'ta trusted him. I just wanted to say you're a looker... And I'm Dacre." / ☽ terrible pickup lines - accepting !!

A BOLD AND HUMOROUS greeting like that never failed to steal the rapt attention and a hooting chuckle from the prince, rewarding the approach with a rather lovely shade of pink across the sharp cheekbones of his heart-shaped face, and an inviting look in all four of his delighted ruby-red crescents.

"hoo hoo, well, good or bad ... it certainly worked on me."

the owl demon purred in response, delicately fanning himself with his talons before giving a gracious nod in greeting, gaze that was subtly predatory scanning the cute suitor's tight body, from the tip of his sleek horns to the spade of his swaying tail. verosika certainly knew how to pick her entourage - they had to be drop-dead gorgeous, as well as devastatingly ... talented.

"stolas."

he stated without titles nor fanfare, since it was likely that dacre already knew that much, and he was simply there to mingle with the other guests; though his regal name always tumbled elegantly from his beak, like a ribbon of silk.

"--and why, thank you. you're rather handsome yourself, dacre. but of course you already know that, hm? quite the following you've got."

there was an entire crowd of fans who lost their minds over the bassist during their charming little performance, and with good reason. without even removing his keen gaze from the dashing bassist, he could sense the desperately curious and longing glances being shot at them whilst they chatted casually; such was the intense pull of a succubus at work.