[ Caliban was just going to hold his palm out as a small spark of that familiar fire magic exploded in his hand for a moment before it finally left a deep, almost blood-red metal ring with various demonic-looking runes that could be the royal symbol of hell and the dark golden jewel that had been carved into the shape of a small flame.]
[ Of course he has a ring. In all honesty, he figures Caliban's probably had something for awhile now.
Looking to it, he huffs a laugh and gives a shake of his head, though it's not in disapproval — more in playful disbelief as he sits up a little more there on the couch. ]
I don't have anything nice to wear.
[ Well, he has that red leather suit he'd worn to that valentines day party forever ago, but. ]
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Licking over his lips, he looks down for a moment. Considering.
When he looks back up to the demon, it's with a slight tilt of his head and something there in his eye. ]
You got a ring?
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Obviously.
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Looking to it, he huffs a laugh and gives a shake of his head, though it's not in disapproval — more in playful disbelief as he sits up a little more there on the couch. ]
I don't have anything nice to wear.
[ Well, he has that red leather suit he'd worn to that valentines day party forever ago, but. ]
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[ He pointed out as he wiggled his fingers a touch before he dropped his hand down with a little tilt of his head and a warm smile.]
But you do look fine, you know.