<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mMlcLt9.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sashiko Mirume<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Shadow<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Image<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 April 2050 7amish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Oriental District<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone - Bowen/Dekado<br/><strong>Content:</strong>stuff<br/><hr/><br/>"Perhaps I followed it through the swirling mass which pierced space and time, some devious trick cooked up by the lizard to escape. Or, if you dwell here too, something happened to the rest of us. I've not seen any of our subjects or servants on the way here. Only you, and the dragon..." Sashiko mused, arms crossed against her chest as she gazed to the dirt in thought. Spying the rubble from the ruined fountain. "Alas, I was fighting the beast, and we were both here."<br/><br/>Sashiko lifted one tail of her coat, showing a gash down the outside of her left thigh, blood running down it. Her stocking ripped at the spot of the wound. "It caught me, once. It was swift, but not enough to make a difference." Sashiko would let him approach, to heal if he wished. Holding up the tail of her coat. "So very far from home. Nothing here feels the same, save for the nature of humankind. No stars dwell below, so the people made their own to hold in hand, and dot their dwellings. I do so hope the Lords of this Land do not interfere with us."