[Between the light and the burning sensation on the back of his hand, Neku hisses low and long, blinking at the mark that hand formed on his skin. The three Command Seals were long and serpentine, passing his wrist and starting to coil around the delicate bone.
He would have commented on that being 'very fricken cool' if not for the distraction of the Servant arriving.
He was... not what Neku was expecting. A knight, some horey wizard, hell even an ACTUAL DEMON would have been more in the realm of possibility. Not some sassy ginger man with 90's shoulders]
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He would have commented on that being 'very fricken cool' if not for the distraction of the Servant arriving.
He was... not what Neku was expecting. A knight, some horey wizard, hell even an ACTUAL DEMON would have been more in the realm of possibility. Not some sassy ginger man with 90's shoulders]
Who the hell are you?