[b]Charlotte Dyer[/b]

Charlotte frowned, folding her arms across her slight chest. The tip of her witch hat bobbed as she inclined her head to the side in disapproval. Really, this guy was that freaked out by her being a witch? He must not know much about magic in general, that was for certain. Well, it was time to set him straight. Smile returning, Charlotte extended one finger to point at the man. "YOU need a crash course in magic. I don't boil frogs or anything like that. When I need animal sacrifice for something, it's always going to be an animal I'm actually going to eat afterwards. And before you ask, they're cared for just fine until I need them."

She folded her arms, her smile growing more cheerful once again. "Besides, did you seriously think anyone this charming and cute would sit around a bubbling cauldron tossing all kinds of disgusting things into it? That's not the kind of magic I'd ever touch."

Charlotte's smile spread into a grin, and a mischevious tone entered her cheerful, childish voice. Oh, she could still have some fun here, that was absolutely certain. "Frankly, I'm shocked you don't know about magic when that hunk of metal you're holding is blatantly enchanted~"

The black-haired girl giggled. "It makes me laugh~"

She glanced at the unconscious men still scattered about on the ground, and sighed as her smile slowly faded. "Besides, I'd think any citizen would jump at the chance to help a superhero. Ever heard of the Blackmoon Witch?"

Charlotte smiled sweetly for a moment, before continuing. "You offered to help, after all, and these thugs could use some interrogating before I call the police. There's a bit of a maniac I'm tracking and it'd be nice to figure out if these guys are connected to him."