"The name's Charlotte."

First post on here

I have my my sword at the ready, if not dangerous, strike up a casual convo or continue walking

(Here's where we start it again ig)

Orio: I usually just use my blade, but I will occasionally switch the krak-on roller

Charlotte: I use the Krak-on a lot! My favorite brand actually. I don't know if anybody else apart from sheldon would let me into the shops because of the clothes i'm wearing.

Sheldon makes me tired sometimes, but I havent earned a weapon in a while so I've had no reason to talk to him

Did I make you tired as well?

Charlotte: No, you're fine

I tend to have that effect on people

Charlotte: Well It hasn't affected me

Orio: that's nice to know :/)

Charlotte: Do you think they would let me in because of the clothing i'm wearing? I was captured by the octarian army when I was younger and forced to work for them. I just escaped tho

Orio: well you don't look like an Octoling, I mean, you don't have tentacles like me

Charlotte: I know, but it's because of the clothes.

Orio: well it was nice meeting you, but I must be off, have a good day

Charlotte: You as well.

Charlotte: What are you doing?

No clue honestly

Charlotte: Okay...

Check out my nice sword

Charlotte: Very nice indeed. You like my Kensa charger?

I'm personally not fond of chargers, personal experience you could say

Charlotte: Understandable, it takes a long time to master for some people.

I'd personally not even try, the most I use a charger is when grizz shoves one in my hands

Charlotte: Understandable. Do you use stringers or dualies? I'm kinda bad with those.

Luke: cool I’m luke

Charlotte: Nice name, Luke.

Luke: you too

Charlotte: So, wanna hang out?

Luke: sure

*WD looks down at the sidewalk while heading back home.*
WD: Avoid eye contact, avoid eye contact, avoid eye contact.

Charlotte: Hm..?

*WD keeps looking down.*

Charlotte: ...

WD: Avoid eye contact with anything in those shades...

Charlotte: Are my shades scaring you? *she takes them off* sorry about that.

*WD bumps into a wall and looks up.*
WD: That's a wall.

Charlotte: Oh my god, are you okay?

WD: Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bump is all..

Charlotte: Alright. You seemed to be avoiding me, was something wrong..?

WD: Just the glasses...

Charlotte: Okay, but why were those bothering you? I mean, they don't even work anymore.

WD: And, if they don't work, what about the red light?

Charlotte: Oh that? It has a button that turns the light on, but I'll turn it off. *She presses the button and turns the red light off*

WD: Man, those things are pretty scary to deal with, not knowing your move...

Charlotte: I know how you feel, I escaped the army last week.

WD: What army?

Charlotte: The Octarian army. Do you know what that is?

WD: Well, I knew someone who was a part of a non-hostile group of Octolings before his own kind, not his group, gassed him out.

Charlotte: Oh, well I guess that's good..?

WD: But get this: He apparently found a Glock 17, aimed at an Elite Octoling that was chasing him down, and fired a round at them.