<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/64/6e/d9/646ed9edba44caa8bb33b1c81da38e2e.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dekado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147591#msg16147591)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Light<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 April 2050, 8PM.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Oriental District > Catty-Wampus Bar & Grill<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Feeling a bit more comfortable<br/><hr/><br/>He nodded to Sashiko when he saw her. It was sort of hard to miss her. “Good evening.” he greeted the catlike Dragon slayer. He took in others that came with her. He had no idea who the male Brett was. Showing up with two dragonslayers did lead to a few simple assumptions. “Hi.” he says pleasantly enough. Dekado rarely smiled but he wasn’t sad either. He put out his hand. “I’m Dekado.” he introduces himself.<br/><br/>He could only bow slightly when he saw Poppy. “It feels like a long time since we’ve seen one another.” he says to the nearly blooming Poppy. “You always bring such feelings of joy with you.” Its like she traveled with spirits that wanted to infect everyone with an upbeat mood. As always, he kept his hands to himself, not everyone liked to be touched.<br/><br/>He saw Olena putting her swords against her chair. Like him, she was a quiet force. “Would you like me to get you something to drink?” he asks her and then obviously includes everyone else at the table. He liked to know the layout of a place, the ins and the outs, just in case of ambush or attack. Centuries of living like that didn’t suddenly go away.<br/><br/>Then someone’s elbow brushed the side of his head as they rushed to go…somewhere. The toilet probably.<em>Fucken fucknut.</em>He had to curb his reflexes to not lash out. That is when he saw Reese. “Hey Reese.” he greeted his hostess to this world. Sharing her home was still not something he had gotten over. It seemed from Reece’s order that they had people to bring food and drink to the table.<br/><br/>He asks for a tequila too. May as well get to understand the local drinks, it didn’t look like they were getting back home anytime soon. He looks down at his raiment’s when Pharon pays him that compliment. “Why thank you…we are here to celebrate. I felt a special occasion required finer clothes than what I wear to the dojo. I’m happy you approve.”<br/><br/>He looks around when his large brother in arms mentions that men and women will be flocking to him and the jealousy it will cause. “It hasn’t happened just yet, but I’ll be on guard.” he says enjoying the banter.<br/>