charlie
Charlie darts! through the Temple doors in a rush of colour and motion, black skirts swishing and bare feet a touch too loud against the stone, already mid-apology before she has quite cleared the threshold. "Sorrysorry—so sorry—I swear I meant to be on time but one thing turned into another and then there was blood and—" she breaks off only long enough to swipe at her hands with the rag she’s carrying, the dark smear across the cloth doing very little to reassure anyone that the situation has been fully resolved. Her grin, however, is radiant and unapologetically fanged, eyes sparkling as she takes in the familiar collection of faces already gathered.
Charlie drifts closer, gravitating toward Aithne, shoulder brushing near as she comes to a stop beside her. She tilts her head and widens her blue eyes at the young acolyte in an exaggerated, affectionate look.
Charlie drifts closer, gravitating toward Aithne, shoulder brushing near as she comes to a stop beside her. She tilts her head and widens her blue eyes at the young acolyte in an exaggerated, affectionate look.
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.
