[RQ] deja vu

charlie

Hyperfocused on the stone, Charlie didn't notice the slight glances between the two men or the words they said to one another. If she looked away, the stone might vanish, or worse, Asta might pretend to throw it but actually hide it behind his back.

He was a tricky one, that Astarionroth.

Muscles coiled beneath layer of hardened yet malleable stone, the fyrhund froze and then spun nimbly, chasing after the thrown rock with a series of bright and excited barks. No doubt on a hunt the priestess would have conducted herself in a more predatory manner (or not, they'd find out one day), but for now she was happy for the sounds she made to attract the attention of any and all nearby hostile influences.  

Trotting back with the stone in her jaws and her tongue lolling out of the side, Charlie deposited it into Asta's bag before sitting down beside her own—and look how full it was!—with her tail thumping on the ground.

so hey, let's be friends
I'm dying to see how this one ends

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

// there's shadows on the walls //

"I would never," Danta drawls, of getting any ideas, though whether that extends to throwing volcanic rock for fyrhunds to play fetch or to any ideas in general is anyone's guess. Regardless, the two Ancients engage in their game and the Maverick can't help the sly smile on his face as he finishes Charlie's work for her as well. "Careful," he says, "or you might attract the attention of a few flightier animals."

Gore crows might be an unwelcome addition to this reasonably easygoing occasion, he thinks, and as Charlie takes a seat beside her bag, Danta takes the opportunity to try and balance a small topaz on her snout - unless, of course, she's too excited to make it happen. Either way, she's welcome to the gemstone, given that he believes they now have more than enough material to haul back with them to the Hollowed Grounds.

Dantalion

// of moments far too troubling to recall //

// standing, stomping in the damage and the ruins of a slip of tongue //

“Mhm, of course you wouldn’t.” Astaroth says without focusing on the Maverick — he’s too busy tossing the rock for Charlie to chase after — when the warning occurs and the priestess trots back all content, dropping the stone in his own bag. Wiping his hands off on one another, Asta raises a dark brow toward Danta and a sharp smile. “At least here I can throw a rock at it.” He drawls, though they both know that would take a lot more effort than Astaroth currently has.

His bag is full, though, and while Danta and Charlie start adorning with gemstones, Asta ties off his bag and hoists it over his shoulder, returning back to Danta’s side as he plucks an emerald and slips it into the pocket opposite of the other gem. “It would appear we have enough.” He comments, nodding to their bags, fully read to carry whatever else he needed to back on the trek to the Grounds.

Astaroth

// with tragic consequences, i think that we've all made our gravest mistakes //

charlie

Too excited? Always. Up for a challenge? Absolutely. As the stone is placed on her snout, the fyrhund's blue eyes begin to cross as she diligently tries to keep the stone balanced. Her ears flicker slightly as Charlie uses every bit of dexterity she has to keep the gem in place. Eventually, though, the men begin to move and with their lack of attention, Charlie's own interest wanes. Tossing her head and catching the gem in her jaws, the canine happily grates it between her molars in a manner which would surely have cracked or broken the teeth of regular dogs.

Woofing her agreement and looking up at her two counterparts with an adoring and eager stare, Charlie spat the gem out into her bag, before nosing the straps over her neck and exuberantly trotting ahead, only to stop and looking back to ensure they were with her still, ever few minutes or so.

~FIN

so hey, let's be friends
I'm dying to see how this one ends

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!