charlie
"Are you sure?" The little blonde wonders, but then Mateo is already slipping himself out of his sandals, and if Charlie is worried at all for how the botanist plans on fitting his feet into her boots, she doesn't given any sign. Instead she undoes a series of clasps and buckles before stepping out of them and instantly shrinking a good 6 inches.
"Ooooh, I like those." She purrs, pointing to the crisscross shapes across his feet. Fishnets in Charlie's time had only been that, and never before had she seen anyone wear them unless they'd been accidentally bound in them while fishing. Sliding her feet into his sandals--they were too big such that her steps would be accompanied by the slap slap of the bottoms against the street--the priestess sighed with obvious relief to have her feet horizontal again.
"Ooooh, I like those." She purrs, pointing to the crisscross shapes across his feet. Fishnets in Charlie's time had only been that, and never before had she seen anyone wear them unless they'd been accidentally bound in them while fishing. Sliding her feet into his sandals--they were too big such that her steps would be accompanied by the slap slap of the bottoms against the street--the priestess sighed with obvious relief to have her feet horizontal again.
I'm up in flames if you wanna
cover me in kerosene
cover me in kerosene
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
