— ; 𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. ♥ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.

“ Romance is such a beautiful thing!”

“ Hello, hello...~ Good evening..~”

“Coffee or tea~?”

Sticks head out from behind a wall. Totally not staring.

Smillles.~

Asaji ducts back behind the wall. What an angry lady. But, that’s exciting. She usually doesn’t eat humans but that one probably tastes good.

It’s a date, then! Asaji will be seeing September tonight. Hopefully her organs taste as lovely as she looks!

Someone’s got a dinner date!

✞ ▒­░⡷⠂𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛, 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢, 𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗.

Giggling. Someone’s in a bubbly mood tonight. Perhaps it’s the moon and it’s shimmering splendor, perhaps it’s the blood and a full stomach. Who knows.

All things in good time, little mouse. Appetizers before a main course makes for a delightful and well rounded meal!

Asaji takes and takes, but nothing to the value of mortals. A beast who consumes other beasts is paid no heed to by the likes of man.

Don’t be mean! Calling someone a pit is awful. Even if one like Maeve is bitter, Asaji will consume her regardless. Even if she’s down one arm.

It’s a pain really. Being as hungry as she. Even more so when Asaji can’t recall why it is she personally has such a disdain for that which is kept inside Maeve. But, if she feels as such as will act as such.

Maeve belongs to no one. Even more when the owner in question is a weakling. Asaji does not claim anyone, she only consumes what she desires to consume.

Izuchi, a water parasite. Boo hoo.