*
His golden fangs are still slightly slick with his victim’s innards and he licks the remains away, glancing down at the girl with his trademark grin. “It’s hardly my fault, I hadn’t eaten yet...”
His voice trails off with a static hiss the moment he feels her head just plunk against his knee. He hears a passing guest gasp, staring at them open mouthed. One cool glance at the other demon sends him running and his gaze falls back on the bold girl. Bold hardly covers it. No one would dare have the nerve. And yet, she did. Charlie was peculiar in so many ways. So...interesting.
“Oh please dear.” His hand lowers slowly, and his fingers drum absently against her cheek. “Your little project would crash and burn without my assistance.” He grins. “You wouldn’t stand a chance.”
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