copycat

they say I did something bad, so why's it feel so good?

'We should!' Charlie agrees emphatically, clearly pleased as punch (and my, what an odd expression that is). "But not until we've already finished this. No need to be greedy." She murmurs, gesturing around the Temple and nearly dropping to her knees right then and there to begin work tearing up the floor. Better to wait until after LongNight was over, she silently reasons; that way she could disintegrate and dispose of the ash and dust without fearing turning to stone.

"Juuuuust checking!" Charlie sings as she crinkles her nose affectionately up at the Butcher. Whatever was going on with Danta and Asta, so long as she gave them each the opportunity to opt in or out as they chose, the blonde would otherwise let them seal their own fates. Mutual satisfaction was important to Charlie, yes, but so was letting the people around her manage their own lives.

"I'll start planning all of this." The consecration of the ground. The destruction of the flood. Their bloodlust. " Whenever you're ready to start, you just let me know, okay?" Unable to reach up to kiss Asta given his height, instead Charlie blew a kiss made of fiery in his direction that floated up towards his cheek.

~FIN