Emi
Cynical gamer
Letting out a small huff Emiko nodded in thanks before nibbling on the biscuit. "Well then how am i supposed to guess?" She complained - though her voice was muffled somewhat by her eating. Taking a hold of the tea Emiko smelt it, a habit she had developed since she was young. It smelt wonderful, just how a fresh cup of tea should smell, but of course, smells can be deceiving. Taking a sip her eyes widened and she couldn't help but splutter and cough, whilst attempting to swallow the unknown liquid. "Th-this is tea?! I don't know what's worse, how deceiving it is or the actual taste... Well, i suppose it is still freshly brewed." She asked in disbelief, shaking her head to herself yet chuckling. "That's a shot alright.... challenge accepted!" And with that she tried to gulp down the rest of the tea - yet only managed a half.
Sighing in defeat her shoulders slumped. "I blame it on the temperature, i would not let such a mere cup of tea defeat me in the battle of wits" She stared at the teacup, as if challenging it.
Sighing in defeat her shoulders slumped. "I blame it on the temperature, i would not let such a mere cup of tea defeat me in the battle of wits" She stared at the teacup, as if challenging it.