"Then face the consequences you shall as well... I will stick to feeding cautiously."

Feeling the need to eradicate any frustration that she may have caused, Amelie spoke up. "Don't see my way of things as me judging. We all have different methods, I just... do not want to see our kind hunted and slain."

"And when, or if, that day comes, I will. But for now, I would rather avoid damnation. Wouldn't you?"

Tosses it back.

Good, as she is opposed to that way of life.

She doesn't sleep with or dance for humans for money (or blood). Never has, nor will she start.

It is almost as if he forgets blood is what she requires to sustain herself, just as humans need food or water. She /hunts/ to /survive/.

Some do, others don't. Amelie is of the latter.

—;

Depends on Her Grace's definition of 'good'. Does Amelie drink the blood of Anna Henrietta's subjects? Yes. Does she kill them unnecessarily? No.

Craving a drink.

|| me, trying really hard to not make a certain joke in the gc.

|| Let's get some interactions going. ♡ for a prompt.

Wishes she could comfort her fellow bruxa....

ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ, of the Alliance Navy. ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ sᴘᴇᴄᴛʀᴇ. paragon alignment. ᴡᴀʀ ʜᴇʀᴏ. — mass effect rp, mature content 18+, open to crossovers, oc friendly, ɴᴏ sʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ. ♡ & ↺?