charlie
Charlie was keen to cater to whatever various needs those who attended her rituals had; perhaps when they weren't so pleasantly swollen on violence and carnage, she'd ask the butcher about his preferences, both sexually and in general.
Tugging her coat beneath herself so that when she leaned back to sit down, it wouldn't be directly on the ground, Charlie curled her tail around her feet as she listened. The whine in his voice coaxed a silent laugh from her, though no doubt had they not been perched around a carcass, she'd have laughed a good deal more loudly. "That sounds like the worst. And not very efficient." Everyone knew that people worked their best when they were satisfied and happy about the work that they were doing.
"Oh?" Sitting up and making no attempt at all to hide her eagerness, the ancient positively beamed up at the older man.shut up he's so cute
"Oooh, smart." He really was the whole package; handsome, clever, murderous, and thoughtful? Of all those who might have come along to reawaken her, Charlie was suddenly quite certain she'd waited all those centuries precisely so that she could live at the same time as the Butcher and the Maverick.
"I'll try not to burn your clothes off." Charlie promises with a grin, not meaning the warning as anything other than a genuine vow to keep from singeing Asta's shirt as they went to work.
Tugging her coat beneath herself so that when she leaned back to sit down, it wouldn't be directly on the ground, Charlie curled her tail around her feet as she listened. The whine in his voice coaxed a silent laugh from her, though no doubt had they not been perched around a carcass, she'd have laughed a good deal more loudly. "That sounds like the worst. And not very efficient." Everyone knew that people worked their best when they were satisfied and happy about the work that they were doing.
"Oh?" Sitting up and making no attempt at all to hide her eagerness, the ancient positively beamed up at the older man.
"Oooh, smart." He really was the whole package; handsome, clever, murderous, and thoughtful? Of all those who might have come along to reawaken her, Charlie was suddenly quite certain she'd waited all those centuries precisely so that she could live at the same time as the Butcher and the Maverick.
"I'll try not to burn your clothes off." Charlie promises with a grin, not meaning the warning as anything other than a genuine vow to keep from singeing Asta's shirt as they went to work.
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.
