charlie
Charlie grins like the cat who not only caught the canary but taught it how to sing first. Nyx’s sharp smile, that wicked little flash of teeth, earns a delighted flutter of the priestess’s lashes as they begin their walk through the softly glowing cavern.
"Oh, you are going to fit in so well," she practically purrs, her voice full of promise. "Hot baths, alcohol, sinfully soft robes, and about a dozen other Ancients who are just dying to get their hands on a pretty new mystery. It’s like a welcome party, but with more blood and fewer rules."
Her own heels make soft, wet clicks as they pass over the sticky stone ground, the faint shimmer of crystals above dancing across the clinging remnants of stone still cooling on Nyx’s horns. "Soooo, any idea how long you were asleep for? What's the last thing you remember?"
"Oh, you are going to fit in so well," she practically purrs, her voice full of promise. "Hot baths, alcohol, sinfully soft robes, and about a dozen other Ancients who are just dying to get their hands on a pretty new mystery. It’s like a welcome party, but with more blood and fewer rules."
Her own heels make soft, wet clicks as they pass over the sticky stone ground, the faint shimmer of crystals above dancing across the clinging remnants of stone still cooling on Nyx’s horns. "Soooo, any idea how long you were asleep for? What's the last thing you remember?"
they say i did something bad
then why'd it feel so good?
then why'd it feel so good?
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
