I can't relate to d e s p e r a t i o n
"Really? Why'd you move?" Charlie wants to know. Of course she'd give Isla the courtesy of hearing her out, but even with Torchline's warmth, there wasn't even a shrine to Dygra anywhere nearby, not to mention having so little of their family in the area. But then, that's one of the biggest things the ancient had noticed since coming out of her stasis: staying together didn't seem to be nearly as important for them as it had been during her lifetime.
Finding Torchline a good deal more crowded than the Grounds, Charlie had to work to stay at Isla's side lest she be caught up in the current of Torchers or distracted by the carts and market stalls that they were passing. "Okay, so maybe I can see why you'd like to live here. It's so full of life!"
Giving her coffee a little shake to try and blend the caramel in from where it was cooling on the bottom, the priestess nearly trips over her own feet. "A co-owner and you didn't use them?" Letting her jaw drop open, Charlie looks up at the Remedy as if she were some mythical creature rather than just a well-adjusted woman whose vices didn't happen to be the sort to be satisfied within the walls of a brothel.
Finding Torchline a good deal more crowded than the Grounds, Charlie had to work to stay at Isla's side lest she be caught up in the current of Torchers or distracted by the carts and market stalls that they were passing. "Okay, so maybe I can see why you'd like to live here. It's so full of life!"
Giving her coffee a little shake to try and blend the caramel in from where it was cooling on the bottom, the priestess nearly trips over her own feet. "A co-owner and you didn't use them?" Letting her jaw drop open, Charlie looks up at the Remedy as if she were some mythical creature rather than just a well-adjusted woman whose vices didn't happen to be the sort to be satisfied within the walls of a brothel.
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Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
