i can make the badguys good for a weekend
"That better not be a short joke." Charlie warns with a wag of her finger before breaking out into a wide grin and slipping into the booth at Danta's side. Glancing around with reservation at the various pairings around them—some merely there for a drink, others a good deal more—Charlie sighed happily before turning back to the Maverick.
"Oh! A Ghost Moon only happens every few years or so, so it's a really big deal. It's when the moon goes in front of the sun, and it makes a perfect ring around it." Charlie explains knowledgable. "But there are other types too. Ramblers Moons happen pretty often, a few times a year. It's like a Ghost Moon, but it isn't a complete one. Almost like the way the moon isn't quite complete a few days before a full moon." Pausing for a moment, Charlie suddenly turns toward the blonde. "Is that what you call a blood moon? The moon is red, because not all of it is blocked so a little light shines on it." The eagerness to hear that perhaps not all of the old ways had been lost, as almost palpable in her voice, and indeed if Danta hadn't been such a gentleman, he might literally have been able to see the way her heart was pounding.
"Thank you!" Charlie called after their waitress, momentarily distracted and wanting to make up for it. "Mmm, I'd love to! I wonder if I'll be able to determine when the next Ramblers—err, Blood—Moon is going to be. Is anyone around here good with that sort of thing?" Maybe in this fancy new world they just had gadgets that told them.
"Oh! A Ghost Moon only happens every few years or so, so it's a really big deal. It's when the moon goes in front of the sun, and it makes a perfect ring around it." Charlie explains knowledgable. "But there are other types too. Ramblers Moons happen pretty often, a few times a year. It's like a Ghost Moon, but it isn't a complete one. Almost like the way the moon isn't quite complete a few days before a full moon." Pausing for a moment, Charlie suddenly turns toward the blonde. "Is that what you call a blood moon? The moon is red, because not all of it is blocked so a little light shines on it." The eagerness to hear that perhaps not all of the old ways had been lost, as almost palpable in her voice, and indeed if Danta hadn't been such a gentleman, he might literally have been able to see the way her heart was pounding.
"Thank you!" Charlie called after their waitress, momentarily distracted and wanting to make up for it. "Mmm, I'd love to! I wonder if I'll be able to determine when the next Ramblers—err, Blood—Moon is going to be. Is anyone around here good with that sort of thing?" Maybe in this fancy new world they just had gadgets that told them.
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Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
