<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QWO5XlO.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sashiko Mirume<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Shadow<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Image<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>10 April 2050, 10-ish AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Down-town Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Pharon, open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Trying to shop<br/><strong>Word count:</strong>351 [total: 1312]<br/><hr/><br/>Sashiko returned the sincere compliment with a sincere smile, her dark eyes shining brightly just for a moment. "We're already friends, Pharon. You needn't shower me with compliments so. But... I'll allow it to continue, if you so wish," Her smile taking on a playful and thoroughly fox-like smugness to it. "Perhaps you could sit, or perhaps, you may heft us all upon your shoulders for the magic portrait. Or, something like this," Sashiko, quick as a flash, positioned her phones camera for a picture. She angles it down low, catching Sashiko's face, and Pharon's face and chest acting as a sort of backdrop while still being in focus. Though, a great deal of the portrait's space was taken up by the size of Sashiko's bust.<br/><br/>The looks Sashiko got to her bouncing breasts in particular, and everything else, from the random passerbys of all kind on the street, none of it truly bothered her. She was well used to this from her time in Avantasia, being amongst her fellow villagers at the time, then the peasants when she was a Dragon Slayer. It was expected by now. Most people were too afraid to do anything truly offensive.<br/><br/>Sashiko grumbled when he brought up the topic about her own search for work. It was her own fault for bringing up the topic, but still! "I... Haven't found a thing. You speak of my skills but... what are those? Hunting any manner of creature, sure. But what use does that have in this world? You can see that with our current task. We don't need to hunt for meat, we can just... go and get it. It's that easy." Sashiko crosses her arms and sighs, still walking alongside him. "I can fight dragons, protect my friends and the humans who have been so gracious to us but... That is it. I have nothing else." Nothing that she could see herself, at least. And there was no way she could do anything menial, like shelf-stockers or fast-food worker or anything along those lines. But, she couldn't think of anything else she<em>could</em>do.<br/>