they say I did something bad, so why's it feel so good?
"This way no one's coming and goings will interrupt any of the worship taking place inside." Charlie adds brightly. Sashaying casually next to Asta, the priestess clears her throat before glancing up at him. "If you need a little somethin' somethin' to make you feel better, just let me know." She whispered, bouncing her eyebrows at him. Healing, she meant of course, and though bloodboon didn't actually require her to touch him, with everything Danta had mentioned on their journey over, the last thing she wanted was to make the Butcher feel any less autonomous than he probably already did.
Skipping off to help Danta, Charlie reached for a few tools before manhandling the iron into place. "Asta, would you be a peach and stand back there a ways and make sure we get it straight?" Bobbing her eyebrows at Danta as their pieces start to come together, Charlie flashes him a fanged grin. "Only if you're very gentle." She purrs.
Skipping off to help Danta, Charlie reached for a few tools before manhandling the iron into place. "Asta, would you be a peach and stand back there a ways and make sure we get it straight?" Bobbing her eyebrows at Danta as their pieces start to come together, Charlie flashes him a fanged grin. "Only if you're very gentle." She purrs.
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
