<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/483199956338081793/958734267075133490/image0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Poppy Clovergrove (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.0#lastPost)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Wood<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Sunflowers (https://www.pinterest.com/pin/345369865188070027)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday| April 1st 2050|8:40 pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Golden Peach Chinese |downtown | Raven city<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brett, Sashiko<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting food ~<br/><hr/><br/>Skipping down the stairs two at a time Sashiko’s obvious hunger was heard in her voice as well as her words, the notion of becoming irritable certainly on par with her fellow slayers. An enemy, no matter small, still took precious strength to strike down, the ill fated Battle of the Gods having been interrupted with their transplant only feeding such a fire in the belly. So Poppy fared a tad better given the morning breakfast Brett had given her, although the thrum of hunger long remained as what portion was not nearly sufficient enough to sate her fully, so hopefully the Chinese food would have a bigger impact.<br/>”Don't fret Shiko, we will fill our bellies with delicious feast!” Poppy hummed happily, even more pleased now that Brett seemed assured enough to continue forward towards the metro. After all he was perhaps the most safe with now two dragon slayers at his side.<br/><br/>Peering around Brett’s side as he went about gaining their tickets for the subway Poppy did her best to try and retain the information, although the small plastic rectangles did seem to stump her some long after actually boarding on the tin snake, as she so lovingly dubbed it. It’s speed without having to use one’s own strength fascinated the slayer, wide eyes staring out the window as she sat on her knees to peer out while they rode, grabbing Sashiko’s elbow more than a few times to point excitedly to their rushing by scenery. By the time they made it to the Oriental district the fae was nearly bursting with a second wind, the sights and sounds making her petite form all the more animated. It was so colorful and lively it was as though there was a festival rather than simply being a busy intersection, bright greens whipping around like an owl as she cooed.<br/><br/>Brett’s musing to correct her explanation of the magic box made Poppy flash a sheepish sort of grin, feigning some as she gave a light twirl.”Mhm...but magic box sounds so more amusing~” she’d try to counter, the melody playing within the street having caught her ear to make the slayer sway as Brett went about using his strange device, he called it a cellphone if she wasn’t mistaken, although the idea still went above her head. With Brett leading the way with promise of good food, much less large portions, Poppy had long taken to dancing as she followed behind a bounce in her step while hooking an arm around Shiko’s own to pull the slayer along with a giggle.<br/><br/>The establishment was far different than the trade posts and homes that served as an inn within their world, much more sleek in design that Poppy had  trouble focusing nearly. Once they were greeted and seated however she felt more confident, taking a seat and settling before the musing of what they’d like to drink made her smile widely.”May I have your largest mead dear?” The slayer cooed without a moment of hesitation, the battle, the chaos of finding themselves on Earth, more than anything Poppy had longed to taste for a drink fitting for celebration.