Every great story seems to begin with a snake.

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She smirked and touched the free straps, slightly running her talons through her skin. She wasn’t even paying attention to the female anymore.

“What…”

“Oh really? What kind of things? Tell me and I’ll think about your…offer.” A flirty tone in her voice and in her eyes, she looked at the naga again. Such an exotic creature. “If they’re as beautiful and valuable as you, I’ll accept it.”

“I-I’m packing double! L-Like, humans have n-nothing on me!”

“What…”

“What I want?” She chuckled and looked at the female’s body once again. “What would you be willing to pay in return, my dear?”

She flushed deeper, arms crossing tightly across her large breasts. They were easily a double E’s, so it wasn’t surprising her shirt was in tatters. Her tail coiled a little, subconciously coiling.

“What…”

She shook her head. “I’ll pay for it. Don’t worry about it.” She smiled. “It would be rude of me to let a beautiful female like you pay for everything, right?” Her smile turned into a smirk.

Her cheeks did flush a deep scarlet at the compliment, freckles doing little to hide her embarassment. Sure she flirted a lot, but usually others played it off. The fact the other was taking her seriously was definitely flattering.

“What…”

“Why do you wanna trick humans?” She cocked her head, looking at her. “They’re beautiful, though.”

“I don’t really have money. So I thought they might like these instead. They’re stronger than diamond.”

“What…”

Pretty? “Oh…thank you. I’m Vor’mekta.” She smirked and bit her lower lip before focusing again. “Nice to meet you, Karugh.” Very nice, she thought.

Nodding happily, Karugh ruffled around in the bag attatched to her wide hips. Ah, there! She pulled out what looked like flat shards of emerald.

“What…”

Her eyes fixated on her body for a moment before going back to her face. “Shopping? Well…I don’t see why not. Do we know each other, lady?”

Giving her a sheepish grin, she tied the tattered remains around her boxum chest. It looked like they were about to fall out any minute.

Quick doodle trying to design a character from “Shattered”.

Rajari serves under Aruc as his personal guard. To the girls, she’s as nasty as he is.

“What…”

“U-Uh…do you want to go shopping?”