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Charlie gave a wry smile as Skylar called Killian 'her guy'. It was almost snort worthy, but she held back. Instead choosing to lean in a little closer and say in a soft tone. "Trust me, he isn't 'mine' in any sense of the word, especially now. He's the guy that bit me, gave me blood, and left me to fend for myself for the most part. I had myself mystically severed from him... so to speak." In all truth she technically was the head of her own line, but still she saw the Worthingtons as a group she was part of just as much as she was part of the d'Artois line. Of course, the d'Artois line to her was the one she would go to first. If there were ever a need or a reason.

As she leaned back out of the girl's personal space, she could hear the transit coming, the wheels and the breaks though it was still off enough that they could sit for a few more minutes. "But you are right, Elliot is pretty awesome. It was shocking when he asked me if I wanted to be adopted by him, pretty much floored me because he had only met me one other time before. He had saved my *** from some really ugly looking wolves in the catacombs." She said in that same soft voice that was pretty much a whisper to human ears but she knew that Skylar would hear it no problem.

Skylar asked about Pi, at least she would assume that was what Skylar was getting at with calling her a 'Bint' - of course she hadn't missed the slight slip in the girl's words. Sure that Skylar was going to call her something else. "You know, if I didn't like her and I didn't see just how unbelievably in love Elliot was with her, I would still give her a little bit of a fight." She winked to the girl but then added in "But Pi, has been pretty welcoming to me, very understanding and such. And I believe she and I as well as some of the other family still have a dinner planned. Or at least... I hope we do. I love to eat, hate to cook. She loves to cook and can't eat." She said with a bit of a laugh to her voice before the transit showed up, pulling up in front of the station.

Charlie stood again, waiting only for Skylar to join her as she continued to talk in the quiet tone that was just for them. "That said, I have a bit of a hard time trusting people. Especially since there are some in the family that sent me to the Shadow Realm for no other reason than who my sire was. That's another reason why I had my name separated from the guy that made me. I don't like bullies, but I really don't like bullies who attack only because someone else is connected to someone they dislike. I hadn't done anything wrong but I still found myself surrounded by twenty angry and extremely powerful people wanting me dead just because they hated the guy and thus me by association." She said in a tone that clearly reflected her thoughts on what had happened. She had been gang-banged and she hadn't enjoyed it, persecuted for no other reason than the guy that made her and ditched her.

Holding her hand out for Skylar to take so that they could walk through to the back of the car without being separated by the other bodies, Charlie smiled a bit and then found a place where the two of them could sit without being totally surrounded which would still allow them to talk pretty openly so long as they kept to quieter tones. "So why do I get the feeling you and Pi aren't going to be trading baking recipes anytime soon?" She asked with a more teasing, cheery tone.

Charlie sits there as the car starts to move, the lights of the night flickering by in increasingly longer blurs the faster it goes, but as she notices this, she is listening to Skylar, voice her opinion of Pi. Though she had only met Pi once, she had picked up on the feeling that the woman was territorial in the case of Elliot. Charlie had never really looked at Elliot as anything more than a good looking guy that wanted to be her mentor, someone to help her if she needed it, someone to teach her if she had questions. Yes, he was good looking, but he had been quite up front about being with someone the first time she had met him. So, given that she knew what it was like to be cheated on, she wasn't about to make another woman feel like that, and she had a feeling that Pi had picked up on that and knew that she wasn't a threat.

Still, the fact that Skylar had been attacked, literally attacked by the woman, was a bit shocking. Though it wasn't shocking that Elliot had stepped in. He didn't seem like the kind that would allow something so dramatic to come into play with his family. He loved Pi, that much even she could see, but he was protective of her - a girl that he hadn't really sired but still took in - so she could see him protecting Skylar even more. She herself had been distracted after she had been bought by her friend - really distracted, she thought to herself since she didn't remember seeing what happened between Pi and Skylar and Elliot. Or perhaps it had happened after her and Alexandrea had left Lancaster's. She would have to give Alex a call and see if she remembered anything like that going down while they were there.

Shaking herself out of her thoughts, she still listened as Skylar continued, talking about not being someone to hate someone because it took up too much energy. That was something that she could hop on board with because she wasn't one to hate people either. The only time she could say she hated someone was when she came against the bullies of the city. She really, really hated the fact that they loved so much to bully young vampires and the such just because they could. At that thought though, Charlie pushed it away, she wasn't going to give them any more thought than teaching others not to piss them off, at least, not until being free to come out - so to speak - was safe for the young.

"Pi does come off as a bit territorial, she tensed a bit when I said something the first time I met her, but I figure that because I didn't touch him that I was safe from her wrath. That said, I can see you wanting to show affection towards him. I guess we just have our own ways of showing things like that, Pi's just a little more accepting of my kind than yours..." She said with a wry smile. "It was good that Elliot stepped in though, he loves Pi but he's a good sire too." She added and then she glanced to the girl and added in a last question "You're 28?!" The shock was clear, not only in her tone but in her brown eyes that were just a bit rounder than before, just a bit wider than normal. The girl looked maybe 18, so she felt as if she were a big sister to the girl. It was shocking that the newest addition to the family wasn't just older than she looked, but older than herself.

A soft laugh came from her lips as the girl offered up her ID. Part of her was tempted to actually take her up on it just to see if she was telling the truth, but at the same time, she wasn't about questioning the girl, so far, as far as she could tell, Skylar wasn't lying to her, so why question her when she said something. "No, that's good. I believe you." She said with another soft, amused laugh before she fell silent again. As Skylar told her that she understood the reaction that she had given the girl. She could see that, I mean even she still got carded sometimes. It all depended on what she was wearing or if she was wearing her glasses or not. Charlie nodded to the girl as the train continued to move through the city, listening as Skylar continued with her thoughts.

When she brought up being ever sicko's fantasy, she couldn't help but let her eyes travel the rest of the girls body. Yeah, she was pretty spot on in that regard, looks really young, beautiful, of legal age. And the image of her in a school girl's outfit, yeah, she would basically be a walking, talking, singing, sex bomb that would have any and all men pawing at her like she was the shiny new toy. That was something she was sure would get annoying even for the most needy attention whores - something she was sure that Skylar was not, at least, at least not the way she had seen girls in her days in college.

As Skylar impersonated her mother, Charlie began to understand Skylar just a bit more. She had obviously been raised in the lap of luxury, and from everything she had seen, just like the girls she had known of the same breeding in college, they rebelled because let's face it, no one wants tons and tons of money. Well... she might like a big account but at the same time, she had never been what someone would call rich. She had always been on the center of the middle class if there was a way to explain where she was in that bracket of life. She had everything she needed, food, a roof over her head, clothes, a job - not a good paying one but good enough - so she had been happy in that life.

Now though, she was considerably richer. Thanks mostly to her extra-curricular activities. She shook herself out of her thoughts metaphorically and concentrate fully on what Skylar was talking about, she smirked when the girl showed her the tattoo and nodded, she too had tattoos that had never left her, for which she had been extremely happy about. She would have hated to have them redone over and over again. Not because it hurt, the pain never bothered her, it was just such a waste of money. "I doubt too many or too few could really make you ugly, in my opinion..." She stated and then glanced up as Skylar did and smirked at the guys as well before she turned slightly, facing away from Skylar and pulling her shirt down to show the little barcode on her right shoulder blade. "I have a Microchip on my ankle too..." She said with a laugh before she turned back only to notice that they were starting to pull into the Wickbridge station.

It was then that she stood, waiting for the car to come to a complete stop as well as for Sky to join her. "Ready to finally eat?" She said with another light laugh.

It had been amusing to Charlie how the girl had been when she had shown off her tattoo, it was odd to see someone reach out and touch another's tattoo. Most people found it rude or offensive. Charlie wasn't one of those people. While her own upbringing had kept her from doing the same thing when Skylar had revealed her own tattoo, she hadn't been at all disturbed or upset by Skylar doing what she herself had wanted to do. It was a thought that made her smirk a bit, that is until Skylar had asked about the significance of the tattoo. That - that was a bit of a tender spot for her still. While the tattoo itself was all her, all her own idea and money that had gone into it. What had inspired it had not.

For a moment she felt herself flashing back to the night that her boyfriend hand asked her father for her hand in marriage. Charlie had seen it as such an antiquated idea, and it was made even worse when something her father said. She remembered her reaction to the words that tumbled from her father's mouth. It prompted her to say something snippy in return but both men, her father and her now fiance had laughed it off. The day after that happened she went out and got the tattoo, it wasn't just a random image either. There were programs out there that made real information into barcodes. So in this case it was her full name as well as her old address. If someone with the right equipment scanned the tattoo, it would actually come up with information.

Once they were on the platform and making their way first towards the street and then across it towards Grosetto's, Charlie pulled herself out of the flashback just in time to hear Skylar's question. An odd one too. It caused Charlie to turn her head just slightly so that she could lift her brow at her new sibling, a slight smirk on her face that said that not only was she amused by the question but the fact that Skylar seemed to have a budding crush on their sire. "Type as in women in general or in a progeny?" Though she suspected Skylar meant the former, given the things that she had listed as commonalities between the two of them, but went for the latter as her answer. "I think, really, when it comes to Elliot, he just wants to help people, really help. He seems to attract those that need it as well, the 'lost souls' if you will. Both in mortal and immortal form."

After a moment though, she added on "I could be wrong though, I've never met any of his other progeny face to face before. I used to work for one of them, but I never met him face to face. I have a thing about not being paid..." She said with a wry smirk as she opened to door to Grosetto's for Skylar. She had only been in this place once or twice in her time that she had been in this city. Mostly, she steered clear of places where couples gathered. However, since she was with someone that was easily pulling her attention off of such things. She had no problem being in here now. Charlie turned her eyes on Skylar and smirked as they waited to be seated, the place was pretty full tonight and from the looks of it, all humans. Then again, it seemed vampire's like Skylar and herself were odd in that they could continue to eat. That or they just chose not to eat out.

"Once we sit, I'll give you the story about the tattoo. You're right, I didn't just wake up one day and say 'Hey I think I'll get a barcode'... well... not without a little inspiration that is. But the story is long and I will at least need the familiarity of getting drunk, even if I can't really." She said with another wry smile but the small chuckle that came after was clearly one of true amusement.

Charlie lifted a brow slightly as Sky asked her to hold up but then relaxed and smiled politely to the hostess as she sat us at a table, she glanced around a little before she let her concentration be drawn back to her companion as she continued on with the thought that had been interrupted only moments earlier. Her face taking on a more neutral look as she thought about if she were missing anyone. The first question was a fairly simple one, but meeting his other progeny? That one she wasn't completely sure on. After all, there was a good chance that people she had come in contact with in her small outings that usually lead her from one Factory to another or one Company to another. But after a moment she shook her head, "Nope, I mean I have talked to a couple of them through the family Crownet, but nope. In Lex's case, I had sent my resume to a friend and she had passed it onto him, he pretty much hired me as a freelancer of sorts. I didn't have to actually go in anywhere because I was capable of doing the job from home."

In fact, she was capable of doing the same job that she was doing for Elliot and the Backpackers as well from home, but she actually liked Lancaster's and she liked the Backpackers, she liked being able to help there and then if she got bored, she could run downstairs and hit a pool table or two. As she was thinking of this, she notices the waitress on the way and lifted her own menu, glancing over it. She didn't need more than that to know what she wanted from the place. That was one perk (and yet curse at the same time) to having a photographic memory. When she asked for our drinks, she waited as Skylar to answer, but it seemed that she had zoned out. She could practically see Skylar snapping back into it and smirked a little before she gave her order as well. "I'll have a Allagash White if you have it, if not whatever you have on tap is fine." It was, in a way, sad for her to say that, 'whatever you got'. She was one of those that normally knew what she wanted when she wanted it, but ever since she had lost the ability to get drunk - or high for that matter - alcohol just seemed like a waste to her to order.

Still, She needed something familiar, as she had said to Skylar, if she was going to get into the story about the Barcode. She put her hands in her lap and ran the palms of them against her pants, even though there was no sweat there, it was still one of those old things she did whenever she had to remember her Ex. Like she wanted to beat the crap out of him all over again. And nine times out of ten she really did want to do that. Once the waitress brought over their drinks, she looked between the two of them to see if they were ready to order any food. She glanced at Skylar for a moment as she lifted the drink that the waitress had set down before her. Just the smell of the beer was memory inducing, she sipped the drink and smiled a little. It would be up to Skylar if she was ready to order a meal or to send the woman away. Charlie could do either or, but since Skylar hadn't had a real chance to look over the menu, she figured that she might need the time to look.