<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/483199956338081793/958733022386085918/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>Cute cottage core  (https://www.pinterest.com/pin/134826582585432401/)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>April 13th | 2050| 10:00am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Destrain<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Bait and switch<br/><strong>Word Count:</strong>791| 1,943<br/><hr/><br/>Digging a hand into the small satchel purse, a cute one with a daisy on it of course, Poppy let her gaze wander to her work even as she continued to speak.”Brett told us that sweet shops like these have the best desserts around, these scoops are of cow’s milk with added sugar, isn’t that-“ Lifting her emerald gaze the fae was struck by the now open space where Destrain<em>had</em>been, and she herself had to wonder just how long she had been talking to herself. Giving a soft blink she craned her head back to glance outside with a sigh, she needed his help but surely he didn’t have to be so grumpy did he? Then again she hadn’t exactly laid out why she needed his aide in the first place, having blurted out hunting dragons given it was a guaranteed yes.<br/><br/>Watching the petite girl from the counter the dark haired teen slaving away over the decadent ice creams and various other treats felt a bit bad for her, the guy in the helmet having taken off without so much a word and all; maybe they were one of those weird toxic couples? Eh who was he to judge?<strong>”Uhh….did you want anything miss?”</strong>the teen finally mused, watching as Poppy straightened up and flashed him a smile that was probably the brightest he had ever seen, especially after witnessing some douche ditch her.<br/><br/>”Yes please! May I acquire a scoop of the cookie dough, and….Mhm…that pastry there, is that apple?”Poppy chirped back with only a slight hesitation, they called it something..not cows milk…so scoop seemed to be the safer choice to call it. The last thing she needed was to stir up any further trouble really for herself.<strong>”Eer yea it’s an apple danish, that for your boyfriend?”</strong>The clerk rose a pierced brow, that while he wasn’t the most chivalrous guy around, he would call out bullshittery when he needed. The guy was probably waiting on his Harley while she went about doing everything; typical. Giving a small tilt of her head it was Poppy’s turn to raise a brow, the term not something she had heard before, and Brett hadn’t mentioned anything like that as well. She knew the phrase friend, but was a boyfriend the same only for the male audience? Giving a small tap at the center in her pouty lips the fae shrugged after a moment, that while learning of customs and other means was interesting, Des was probably making great distance from the shop. The fact he had already gotten himself lost once, the last thing she wanted was for him to do the same on her watch.<br/><br/>”He is a friend of mine yes, so boyfriend may be correct dear clerk. I shall take these with much thanks~” Poppy hummed, handing the bewildered teen a few ravens with less success. Apparently each note was a different amount, but eventually the fae was off with a cone in one hand and the wrapped pastry in the other, happy smile as well.<br/><br/><strong>”What a weird chick…cute though.”</strong>The clerk mused to himself, already busying himself to not think much harder on the strange way Poppy spoke. Maybe she was foreign or something.<br/><br/>Weaving around groups of people on the sidewalk Poppy was light on her feet as she raced along, nibbling on her cookie dough ice cream while her eyes scanned the crowd. Thankfully Des stood out like a sore thumb, but Gaia did he walk fast. Coming up fast Poopy nearly tripped as she managed to save herself with a slide, skidding along side the fellow slayer before she panted. ”Oh come on Des, you don’t have to be so grumpy.” she’d retort with a sigh, knowing she wasn’t going to get anywhere if she kept up the charade.<br/><br/>”Look…I asked for your aide in not to hunt dragons….but to be fair if we<em>did</em>come across one certainly it can be dealt with…” Which was a fair point.”It was my wish to purchase Brett a gift of gratitude for the burden we’ve put upon him with our presence, that I felt a man such as yourself perhaps would have greater knowledge in likings than that of Dekado or Phraon. I’m sorry for being dishonest, but you have my word should we come across a dragon it shall be dealt with…so surely it is a fair compromise?” Poppy finally relented, she wasn’t going to force Des to travel with her if he really detested it. Holding the apple pastry as an offering she gave him a smile none the less, there was some rumor around he liked apples, or maybe it was just a joke? Oh Gaia she hoped he wasn’t allergic.<br/>