Asura answered her question, although as vaguely as he possibly could, and under normal circumstances, Charlotte would have demanded a better explanation. She let this time slide though, and decided that she would do her best to find another time to pressure him for more information about<i>what </i>he actually was. Alien, guardian angel, demon - none of them fit what she was looking for, but perhaps, some type of angel/demon creature was more inline with what she had him as in her mind. It still didn't fit perfectly, but then again, what actually did fit perfectly in a world as imperfect such as this one?<br/><br/><b>"Was your mother human?"</b>Charlotte knew it would count as a question against her, but she didn't care. Now that she had some idea as to what he was, she wanted to know<i>who</i>he was. Although, initially, the thought as to what questions she wanted to ask did not relate directly to his heritage. Instead, she wanted to know what his actual purpose was following her since he seemed to really skirt around that question, but Charlotte didn't touch that question again. At least, she wouldn't until they were closer to her home and she could properly converse with him one on one without ears listening in.<br/><br/>She fell silent for a moment as she fell in step beside him, pondering what her questions would be before she paused, stopped walking, and frowned at him as he walked passed her.<b>"Wait just a minute!"</b>Charlotte stated, raising a finger and narrowing her eyes in his direction.<b>"Technically, that question doesn't count because you said that the five would be answered <i>after</i> you walked me home. Seeing as we still have about a 30 minute journey, that was a freebie and you know it."</b><br/><br/>She shoved her hands into the pocket of her leather jacket and stomped back up to him, this time moving closer and poking him in the chest with the very finger she'd pointed at him with earlier. Charlotte's head tilted up to look at Asura, blue eyes searching his as she asked him yet another question.<b>"You say that if you tried harder you could probably make me forget,"</b>She lowered her voice a notch, her mouth going slightly dry as she asked,<b>"But would you want me to?"</b>Once again, her teeth found the soft skin of her lip and Charlotte breathed deeply before backing away from him.<br/><br/><b>"Come on, Blue Eyes."</b>Once again, Charlotte shoved her hands into her pockets.<b>"My apartment is just up the way."</b>And she lead the way back to her apartment, keeping the conversation as easy as she possibly could until they were in the privacy of her place. Her apartment building was quiet and clean, nothing that screamed rough and tumble neighborhood like a lot of the places within the city got a reputation for. Then again, she was closer to the suburbs than she was to the actual city itself, which is why late night transportation was entirely limited and they didn't have many options aside from a cab, by foot, or the "L".<br/><br/><b>"This is me."</b>She muttered, nodding toward the door as she used her keys to unlock the plain white door with a peep hole in the middle.<b>"Apartment 302. Excuse the mess."</b><br/><br/>Tag:<a class="username" data-user-id="376" data-username="@EchoOfADream" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/376/">@EchoOfADream</a>