<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>Vine fashion (https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/483199956338081793/961079335098404894/image0.jpg)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday| April 1st 2050| Midnight<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown Raven City apparently<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brett<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Pouting| But calming down<br/><hr/><br/>”But!”Poppy started to argue though she stopped herself as the obvious manner she had gone about disposing of the hounds was mentioned. Maybe she<em>had</em>reacted a bit poorer than she meant to, the beings of this strange world seemingly far more fragile than those whom she had spent company with. Her own strength rivaled along side her fellow slayers as the reminder to keep herself in check was a lapse, especially with Brett’s explanation of far worse beings whom would experiment on her if she was found out. ”Experiment?” Giving a soft blink the fae repeated the word with some confusion, though from the tone it didn’t sound like a good thing. Frowning slightly her gaze fell down to her bare feet as they walked, feeling a bit ashamed of herself and her antics, after all Brett was just looking out for her, something that was a prayer from the heavens themselves, and she was behaving poorly. ”Sorry... I’ll behave..” the slayer relented, hands twiddling in front of herself.<br/><br/>The telling off did it’s purpose of reigning the slayer in enough although Brett’s insistence of hiding once cheerful blooms erupting from her very being made her already pouting features fall more, the flowers themselves sensing his dislike of such as the bright petals began to wilt away sadly. Hanging her head Poppy didn’t give an answer this time as she glanced away, the short silence making her nerves flare with some guilt and anxiety that crept uncomfortably over herself. A world with the inability to express herself freely? It made some sense considering how limited and occupied the land was of lifeless steel and brick, what feeble buds of life practically wailing a sorrowful tune that seemed to be unable to be heard but only for herself to witness.<br/><br/>Ready to settle herself with silence to not bother Brett further, the soft sound of a groan caught her attention, the man relenting some as he apologized. Blinking softly Poppy found a small smile beginning to curl across her lips as he explained how he was still willing to help her; with some arbitrary rules of course. It was more than enough to perk the fae up like a rising lily in the morning glow. Squealing softly she’d practically bounce to link her thin arms around his own happily, what downcast mood all but lifted as she smiled brightly.<br/><br/>” Can do!No destroying anything, that I can promise!” she’d chirp back sweetly, keeping her blooms in check as she hummed. ”I can assure you fire is the least likely with me, I am weak to such so I shall not go near it.” she’d add thoughtfully, the day had indeed been a long one as after the exhausting experience Poppy found all she wanted to do was curl up on herself and rest.<br/><br/>Her eyes would however brighten all the more as Brett seemed intent in joining her to search for her friends, the thought so exciting she could barely contain herself. Pushing herself to her tip toes, and with a light flex of vines giving her a few more inches, she’d press a friendly kiss to Brett’s cheek before resuming her normal height. ”Thank you for your kindness, you have my upmost gratitude bartender.” the red head cooed warmly, content that at the very least the rest of the evening would be well enough.<br/>