Sep 20, 2022
Shinigami points to tattered robes adorning said body. Lips curling downward into an almost pout. @ Shu
@mccncutter
The man before her, dressed in what amounts to be rags and simply points.
She looks at him, face devoid of emotion. One well defined eyebrow raises. She knows that he expects to be catered to...and eventually she even may.
Shutara shifts her weight, gaze boring into him, hoping that he feels the weight of her condescension.
"I'm sorry, did you need something?" she asks.
Playful, her smile comes back, predatory, incisive.
"The original cloth of your outfit looks good, but it seems that you ought to fire whomever made your alterations."