oblivion is the name of this abode: and she is there
Riya strikes true, as is expected of the dragon when she is well-practiced in the art of being a nuisance to the humans around her. The man’s objections and attempted retrieval of his weapon do not daunt the winged serpent, who thrusts off the cobblestone and back into the air to circle jauntily overhead just out of reach. Moments later Anju is at Noah’s side, eyes gleaming with reprimand and scowl firmly in place as she glared up at her companion, bags swinging haphazardly at her sides.
“I apologize, she is a child in dragon flesh,” Anju aims the second half up at her companion, who is entirely unfazed and trills happily around the hilt of the knife. Cursing under her breath she turns to face the man in true, reluctant to converse but always forced into it by antics such as these. “She will return it soon, Riya is dramatic but entirely harmless. She likely only seeks your attention - or mine.” Because Gods forbid Anju spend more than three minutes in a store that Riya is not allowed into.
“I apologize, she is a child in dragon flesh,” Anju aims the second half up at her companion, who is entirely unfazed and trills happily around the hilt of the knife. Cursing under her breath she turns to face the man in true, reluctant to converse but always forced into it by antics such as these. “She will return it soon, Riya is dramatic but entirely harmless. She likely only seeks your attention - or mine.” Because Gods forbid Anju spend more than three minutes in a store that Riya is not allowed into.
