charlie
"Could have fooled me." Charlie hums, giving his arm another little squeeze. From anyone else, the gesture might have seemed flirtatious, but given that the ancient was prone to turning every moment into an opportunity to bestow praise on those around her, Asta could easily assume she wasn't hitting on him.
Not that she wouldn't happily climb him like a tree should the opportunity ever provide itself.
"The wrong feelings and emotions, you mean." Charlie corrects with her own little huff. "They just need to embrace the chaos of it so that they can enjoy themselves. Do you know I heard someone say recently that they try and curve their bloodlust??" It's said blasphemously, which Charlie obviously thinks it is. "To think of it as just...as just eating. It's like they've forgotten how to take pleasure in the things they do."
Grinning darkly in agreement, the little ancient playfully snaps her teeth. "We used to lock some of our more unruly kin in whatever their most predatory shifts were, for weeks on end when they got too in their heads about things. All it took was getting back in touch with who and what they really were to set things straight."
With a little huff, Charlie rolled her eyes affectionately as she lifted one hand. "Can't dress himself, won't let you make a scene.." She puts down a finger each time, before waggling her eyebrows. "He certainly must make up for it somehow." And indeed, based on her tour of the Dusklight, she could already imagine the ways in which Danta did.
"Well if you ever need anyone to cover your tracks, I'm your girl."
Not that she wouldn't happily climb him like a tree should the opportunity ever provide itself.
"The wrong feelings and emotions, you mean." Charlie corrects with her own little huff. "They just need to embrace the chaos of it so that they can enjoy themselves. Do you know I heard someone say recently that they try and curve their bloodlust??" It's said blasphemously, which Charlie obviously thinks it is. "To think of it as just...as just eating. It's like they've forgotten how to take pleasure in the things they do."
Grinning darkly in agreement, the little ancient playfully snaps her teeth. "We used to lock some of our more unruly kin in whatever their most predatory shifts were, for weeks on end when they got too in their heads about things. All it took was getting back in touch with who and what they really were to set things straight."
With a little huff, Charlie rolled her eyes affectionately as she lifted one hand. "Can't dress himself, won't let you make a scene.." She puts down a finger each time, before waggling her eyebrows. "He certainly must make up for it somehow." And indeed, based on her tour of the Dusklight, she could already imagine the ways in which Danta did.
"Well if you ever need anyone to cover your tracks, I'm your girl."
Walked in and dream came trued it for ya
Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya
Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
