<div style="width: 375px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify;">Mia 44° 81380 <a href=http://shadowlack.com/persona.php?id=395>Kjitsult Hajji</a> Kjitsult never had liked his days off; they were filled with uneventful exploring of new places; in search mainly of clientele. It seemed the latest rage in teenage pendragons were piercings and tattoos. Every time a new female came into his shop down near the Rage he seemed to die a little inside, knowing full well that another screamer had entered his shop and wouldn’t leave on her own accord. There had been a few to get tattoos without dishonoring their heritage, but most silently cried while he went about his normal work. They saw his own tattoos (bland as they were) and would give him a look that he didn’t know what he was doing. Had he been without clothing or shorter pants they might have been impressed but the ornate vines he had created on his legs were rarely shown. After all, this season seemed cooler than usual and the desert had made him frail to the slightest cold. The small bench by the lake seemed comfortable enough, resting upon it and gazing out onto the lake that supposedly held a “monster." Foolishness, just like the rest of it and the Anubi merely sighed. There were others around, mulling here and there with their annoying friends. Two were playing with another youngling, and with a shake of his head he turned back towards the water. Tail flame went from bright orange to a light blue, annoyed by a teenage pendragon “showing" off his tattoos with such pride. The little brat had screamed the whole time, including some curses that he should have been executed for. Oh, how he just hated the world sometime; if of course they didn’t pay for him to live. </div>
The intricate sapphire lines of the tattoo on Sulpheas left leg swirled and danced, weaving patterns and traceing pictures slightly faster than the eye could keep up as she walked towards the lake with an air of confidence around her. Sure, it was a little chilly today, but it wasn't every day she got a chance to unwind and relax from her job and hobby-turned-obsession, so she had come dressed in clothing more suited for a hot summers day. She grinned to herself as she adjusted her rather small top and shorts to show off the optimum amount of her body without a chance of a cold breeze exposeing more than she wanted. After quicky pulling out a mirror to make sure she was looking good she stepped out of a patch of trees, then stepped back again as she caught sight of the unruley group of dragons. Oh how she hated them. Overconfident, stupid and perverted all at the same time. Quickly makeing her way around a little further she spotted a more quiet and withdrawn dragon on a bench nearby. "Hmm, not shouting like idiots with those over there?" She said as she walked up behind Kijitsult "Looks like theres hope for places like this yet"
