charlie
"Ooooh, it's beautiful." Charlie purrs, her tail wrapping around her lower leg as she leans forward to inspect the delicate craftsmanship. Leaning back against the couch as the water heats, the priestess tucks one leg beneath her small frame as she gazes up at the butcher. "Mostly I've been working around the Temple." Charlie murmurs, though whether anyone else would consider that fun might have been up for debate, the priestess was able to make almost any task enjoyable.
"I did go up to Stormbreak recently. It sure is different up there." Though her nose wrinkles at the memory, Charlie doesn't necessarily look displeased so much as a touch overwhelmed. "Have you ever been?" Lifting her eyebrows, the blonde waits for his answer. There was no use explaining the gothic columns and how they loomed overhead if Asta had seen it for himself already.
"I did go up to Stormbreak recently. It sure is different up there." Though her nose wrinkles at the memory, Charlie doesn't necessarily look displeased so much as a touch overwhelmed. "Have you ever been?" Lifting her eyebrows, the blonde waits for his answer. There was no use explaining the gothic columns and how they loomed overhead if Asta had seen it for himself already.
Please, please, please don't prove I'm right
& please, please, please
don't bring me to tears when I just did my makeup so nice
& please, please, please
don't bring me to tears when I just did my makeup so nice
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
