Charlie
You know I talk too much
honey, come put your lips on mine & shut me up
honey, come put your lips on mine & shut me up
"Have you?" Charlie's blue eyes widen with awe and affection, though there's no surprise anywhere to be found on her features. It made complete sense to her that Asta had always had a more refined sense of taste, perhaps all the moreso because of what she knew about him. Like how fire added a taste to everything that was cooked and while it wasn't always bad, there was so much that was burned away. It left Charlie craving food that had been left raw more often than not, despite her love of fire.
Glancing at the feather as it was placed back, the blonde hums as she reaches out, fire licking from her fingertips and immediately engulfing all three white plumes. It was all part of her plan, and once Asta finished his tea the priestess would break the bad news to him that the little cup would need to be broken as well. For the moment, she merely tried to stand taller, her tail curling around Asta's lower calf for balance as she continued to use one harm to keep herself covered as she inhaled the unmistakable scent of him.
"I bet that's why you smell so good." She decides, slouching back onto her heels and grinning up at him. Reaching for her dress, Charlie turns her back to him as she lifts it over her head, letting it fall down around her like black water. "I've found I really like using contrasting tastes to bring each other out. I was learning about that at the tea shop, how instead of just...adding more sugar for example, if something isn't sweet enough, to instead try taking a bite of something salty and voila." Spinning, her blue eyes side, the priestess grins. "Suddenly it tastes sweeter."
Glancing at the feather as it was placed back, the blonde hums as she reaches out, fire licking from her fingertips and immediately engulfing all three white plumes. It was all part of her plan, and once Asta finished his tea the priestess would break the bad news to him that the little cup would need to be broken as well. For the moment, she merely tried to stand taller, her tail curling around Asta's lower calf for balance as she continued to use one harm to keep herself covered as she inhaled the unmistakable scent of him.
"I bet that's why you smell so good." She decides, slouching back onto her heels and grinning up at him. Reaching for her dress, Charlie turns her back to him as she lifts it over her head, letting it fall down around her like black water. "I've found I really like using contrasting tastes to bring each other out. I was learning about that at the tea shop, how instead of just...adding more sugar for example, if something isn't sweet enough, to instead try taking a bite of something salty and voila." Spinning, her blue eyes side, the priestess grins. "Suddenly it tastes sweeter."
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
