starter for @camavala — akshan requested.
𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋 𝐔𝐏 into a teasing smile, twirling the wiring of his grappling hook in a obliquely manor. typically, his punishment is swift, certain, and exacted by a curious weapon that rights the wrongs of his foes — but, there was a difference when facing one like the dynastic ruined king. on occasion, he allowed himself freedom to play with his targets; sentinels of light could have fun too!
❝ now, now, ❞ index finger wiggles, snapping his grappling hook back to its gun. the frustration is sensed, yet akshan finds himself amused by it, chuckling in response. ❝ weren’t you ever told to play nice and get along? i don’t think you’re playing fair here, dear ruined king! ❞










