charlie
"I think so. Don't get me wrong, there's a time and place for just digging in, but..." Charlie gives her shoulders a bouncy shrug. "Variety is the spice of life, or something like that." Which the priestess took to mean that adding a few berries between mouthfuls of luxere was a good thing.
"Oh?" If Charlie's eyes narrow it's only in an effort to consider the Flood anew; to see if there was any obvious reason he'd be looking for her. Of course, she could hope it was because he wanted to pray to Dygra—or even better, to convert—but if he'd been sent by Danta the possibilities were nearly endless. Tipping her chin up slightly if only to keep his steel gaze in her line of sight lest she be left staring at one of the waves that curled around his abdomen, the heart-shaped spade of Charlie's tail flicks lazily around her ankles as she considers what Danta's note might have said.
"Sure, if you want." Charlie's instant agreement is the sort which might become infectious if one weren't careful, though given the way something terribly heavy seemed to cling to Sunata despite the obvious strength he possessed, the priestess didn't think he was at risk. Not yet, anyway.
"I can show you the rage room we're working on!" Bouncing her eyebrows, the blonde flashes the Flood a sunny smile. "You wanna fly us back? Walking with you is going to be a nightmare for us both." Snickering, much fun as their height difference might be for other things when it came to walking it was sure to have the Flood growing frustrated at the priestess's short steps, and likewise Charlie was going to have to hustle in a way her heels and dress simply weren't designed to do.
"Oh?" If Charlie's eyes narrow it's only in an effort to consider the Flood anew; to see if there was any obvious reason he'd be looking for her. Of course, she could hope it was because he wanted to pray to Dygra—or even better, to convert—but if he'd been sent by Danta the possibilities were nearly endless. Tipping her chin up slightly if only to keep his steel gaze in her line of sight lest she be left staring at one of the waves that curled around his abdomen, the heart-shaped spade of Charlie's tail flicks lazily around her ankles as she considers what Danta's note might have said.
"Sure, if you want." Charlie's instant agreement is the sort which might become infectious if one weren't careful, though given the way something terribly heavy seemed to cling to Sunata despite the obvious strength he possessed, the priestess didn't think he was at risk. Not yet, anyway.
"I can show you the rage room we're working on!" Bouncing her eyebrows, the blonde flashes the Flood a sunny smile. "You wanna fly us back? Walking with you is going to be a nightmare for us both." Snickering, much fun as their height difference might be for other things when it came to walking it was sure to have the Flood growing frustrated at the priestess's short steps, and likewise Charlie was going to have to hustle in a way her heels and dress simply weren't designed to do.
Nice to meet you, where you been? I could show you incredible things
Magic, madness, heaven, sin
Magic, madness, heaven, sin
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
