Adore me, Hold me and explore me
"You? Never!" Charlie agrees emphatically as she straightens on her stool that she might look all the more convincing. No, Danta might not have been a bitch, but he was sorely in need of some water, such that as she watched him prepare their drinks (she wanted to make sure he wasn't stacking the deck and adding extra alcohol to her and Asta's portions), she flashed the bartender a toothy grin to see the extra ice he added to the Maverick's glass in lieu of alcohol.
"Mmhmmmmmmmm." The priestess confirms. "I'll show you next time we're outside." She adds a touch mysteriously before nuzzling her cheek against the butcher's shoulder and sighing contentedly. Though her horns were not anywhere near as long as Danta's or Asta's were, Charlie was careful not to let the unrefined ruby catch on the butcher's sleeve as she peered adoringly up at him. "You seem happy." The priestess agrees, barely able to keep her smile from running away with her. "You two seemed happy before, too, but now..." Her blue eyes flick to the side in order to pick out the Maverick as he fussed over their drinks, before her gaze returns to the butcher's. "On its way to perfect, I'd say."
Straightening as round number...???? is placed before her, Charlie glances down to see Asta's tail acting as a footrest. "You, Danta—" Peering around the butcher, the priestess fixes the Maverick with a sunny smile. "—are a very lucky man and I hope you never forget it." So saying she gently places her feet against the butcher's tail, sighing contentedly as she's finally able to relax a touch.
"Mmhmmmmmmmm." The priestess confirms. "I'll show you next time we're outside." She adds a touch mysteriously before nuzzling her cheek against the butcher's shoulder and sighing contentedly. Though her horns were not anywhere near as long as Danta's or Asta's were, Charlie was careful not to let the unrefined ruby catch on the butcher's sleeve as she peered adoringly up at him. "You seem happy." The priestess agrees, barely able to keep her smile from running away with her. "You two seemed happy before, too, but now..." Her blue eyes flick to the side in order to pick out the Maverick as he fussed over their drinks, before her gaze returns to the butcher's. "On its way to perfect, I'd say."
Straightening as round number...???? is placed before her, Charlie glances down to see Asta's tail acting as a footrest. "You, Danta—" Peering around the butcher, the priestess fixes the Maverick with a sunny smile. "—are a very lucky man and I hope you never forget it." So saying she gently places her feet against the butcher's tail, sighing contentedly as she's finally able to relax a touch.
Mark your territory, Tell me I'm the only, only, only, only one
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
