<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/><hr/><br/>While he was by no means a liege-lord or their king, Sashiko still felt beholden to help out Brett, the more and more she learned about the world they inhabited. And today this meant going along out with Pharon to go shopping for groceries. This was work made for peasants, castle serfs, and squires... And in this world, it was work for everyone. Anyone who wanted food, they had to go get it themselves. Even the city guard, even the obscenely rich, unless they hired a servant. Since they were all under Brett's roof, they were obliged to help with all the chores. They were sent out the door with directions loaded on to the phone Sashiko was still learning more about, day by day, and a list of things to buy. Since Pharon was the chef, he was the one in charge of that part of the mission. Sashiko's culinary expertise extended only so far as critiquing food.<br/><br/>Stepping out the door, out of Brett's apartment complex, and on to the streets of Raven City. Sashiko pulls her phone out of her sweater pocket, giving it a deft twirl around so it was sitting in her palm correctly. A little tap, and the magic device came to life, the information mechanisms showing over a background of three smiling ladies. Poppy, Olena and Sashiko herself, the picture taken earlier at the restaurant Pharon worked at. She had to ask for help to get that set, but, she liked having the nice picture at her hands any time.<br/><br/>"Right, uhm." Sashiko looked left and right down the busy sidewalk. Normally someone lingering on the sidewalk was likely to cause a collision, hurried people blind to their surroundings just bumping in to those not going with the flow. Pharon had a rather intimidating presence, like a rock in a river parting the current. Sashiko did as well, though, not nearly to the same degree as her fellow shadow-dragon. She consulted her phone's cartographer-magic. "This way, for several... blocks, as they're called," Sashiko pointed off in the direction they needed to travel. "Hm... How's... work been, Pharon?" She asked, looking over-and-up to him while they walked, in a well-practiced motion. As tall as Sashiko was, her fellow was a giant, after all. Sashiko herself has still been struggling to find something she wanted to do, to help with their coin-concerns.