Date: 2010-03-07 01:22 am (UTC)
[There is a lonely little dragon in the food court, curled under one of the larger tables, hiding from the fluorescent lights. Something smells very tasty, but she doesn't have a proper visor to get out and find it.]

[...Possibly, she could use her tail to shield her eyes? But, no, that would be undignified.]

[So instead, she waits.]
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