[past] Where the wild and weird roam

Bastien’s smirk twisted into something colder, sharper, as he turned his full attention to Danny. His entourage shifted uncomfortably, clearly unsettled by the newcomer’s brazen confidence, but Bastien didn’t move. He simply stood there, his expression like a blade about to strike, as he took in Danny’s challenge.

Well, aren’t you a bold one? Bastien purred, his voice soft but dripping with venom. He took a slow step forward, closing the distance between them, his cold eyes flicking up and down as if sizing Danny up. Let me guess—you’re one of those self-appointed knights in shining armor, riding in to save the day? How very... predictable.

He tilted his head, his smirk widening. But you’ve got the wrong impression, mate. This isn’t a contest. It’s just me, enjoying a bit of... conversation. He gestured toward Maika with a dismissive wave, as though she were an afterthought. Though I must admit, I do appreciate your gall. It’s not often someone dares to bark back at me. Quite refreshing, really.

Bastien’s voice lowered, carrying a menace that felt like a knife pressed to the throat. But you might want to consider whether that bark is worth the bite it might earn you, eh?

Danny didn’t flinch. He didn’t even blink. Instead, his grin widened, his posture as easy as ever, as though Bastien’s threats were nothing more than an evening’s entertainment.

The lack of reaction gnawed at Bastien, and for the first time, a flicker of doubt crossed his features. The room was still, all eyes on the two of them, the tension palpable. Finally, Bastien chuckled, though there was no humor in it.

Very well. Far be it from me to spoil a reunion between old friends. He turned to Maika, his smirk back in place, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes this time. Another time, my dear. We’ll finish our... conversation when the company is less intrusive.

With a sharp motion, he gestured to his followers, who scrambled to their feet, eager to leave before the situation escalated further. Bastien stepped back, his gaze lingering on Danny for a moment longer. Enjoy your drink, hero. I’ll be seeing you around.

He turned on his heel, striding toward the door with his entourage trailing behind like beaten dogs. The tavern seemed to exhale collectively as the door slammed shut behind them, the oppressive air Bastien carried with him lifting as quickly as it had arrived.

@Maika Arainai