Isohkuye was doing nothing more then what came natural - avoiding crowds like the plague. To her it seemed that whenevr she got involved with a crowd, someone would just... tick her off. Or, well, something would just go wrong! But, really, shit does happen. It's uncontrollable, but Iso found that it was always worth the time to put a little extra effort into trying to avoid future mishaps, if only to lessen the blow. And, well, that's just what she was doing. She had a rather valuable, rare.. egg. She had a buyer around here somewhere who was interested in the type of little creatures that popped out of eggs. As long as the damned thing didn't hatch in her bag, Iso was almost perfectly capable of accepting this journey.
Iso was wearing what she normally wore - worn, brown breeches, soft leather boots, and a dark, close-fitting tunic. They were worn but were holding up well. She was satisified with the amount of money she made, and she got to choose her days off and sleep in, if she could afford to waste time. But today was not one of those days. It cost money to travel, and usually, she made clients in advance through numerous associates so she could wind up selling numerous items along the way.
Of course, what it was something as delicate as an EGG, Iso vaguely wondered what it'd be like if she had chosen to find and sell something different. But that thought rarely stayed for more then 2.5 seconds, due tot he fact she didn't believe on dwelling on things that couldn't be changed. And this was not something that could be changed. Well, it could but at the cost of pay and alot of money lost to travel to Cerenis. All in all, it'd be an excruciating waste of time, patience, life, air, breath, and sanity that, although to everyone worthless, to her was rather expensive and taxed her. So, if she was going to sell a damn egg, she wasn't going to turn the hell around. No, no, no.
Her associate had spoken of somewhere by the ports, by a small bazaar with a little courtyard off to the side. Well, that was -very- descriptive of her informant, but of course she was still going to search for it. And goddamnit all to hell, she'd find it! Money -was- money and if it didn't make the world go round, it sure as hell made HER'S go round. That was all there was too it.
To get to this little, insignificant courtyard, she had to cut through crowds. Which made it difficult to protect the egg inside it's shoulder bag, to keep it from getting jostled, and keeping her patience all at the same time. It didn't take long for her to stiffen her shoulders and force her way through the crowd. So damn busy. Couldn't anyone do an exchange at night? It was easier on her eyes as well.
Chestnut, with yellow flecks, colored eyes peered out, loose chocolate brown tendrils falling from her French braid as she finally managed to twist off into the bazaar. It was just as crowded and pushy, but she was damn near up against a building, eyes half-lidded in severe boredom, anger, and a vague sense of indifference. Until a shift in her shoulder bag warned her that she'd soon have a new, unique temporary companion.
"Marvelous. I'm charging extra," she mumbled, clutching the bag tighter. She didn't really want to see the little creature that may, at any given moment, pop out.
She was not going to be deemed something's... 'mommy'. She had a perfectly fine cat waiting for her at home. As pathetic as that sounded, the cat at everything smaller then it. And, plus, Iso had no intentions of getting attached to any more living things. They died quick, they smelled, they needed food... they were just a pain in her ass. Even though she, herself, looked as human as the next human.
After a deep breath she shoved herself into the steady flow of customers and someone shoved against her side, a loud crack and her eyes slitted. What the hell was the buyer even BUYING? So what was it she had in her shoulder bag that was struggling to get out? Was it a mini-dragon? Was it a snake? Was it some creature she had never seen before?
"Mother ----" Her voice was cut short as she was shoved again, as it seemed everyone seemed uninterested with her once more, and she slammed into quite a few people before stopping, pulling off the shoulder bag before a... yes, a mini-dragon lizard, thing popped out, tail lashing out angrily as some people jumped back, little kids jerked back by caring moms.
"The hell is it?" Iso asked herself, wondering if it was poisonous. And how much it'd hurt if it bit her -when it realized that it was half in a shoulder bag being carried by some strange woman.
Then, for all things to happen, it leapt out, and darted through the crowd, right to a stand. The person, by all means, freaked out, starting throwing things and breaking things. Iso assumed she should probably slide into the stilled crowd and disappear. But it was so... awkwardly amusing watching someone trying to stop on a little mini-dragon lizard thing. Of course, when the owner of the stand stopped, realized their stand was garbage, pointed at her and demanded compensation.
"Almighty Gods! Did you not just see that thing? I wasn't the one who stomped on your stand. I think your the one who did it, actually. And I'm only a carrier - in all technicality, that thing isn't mine. Although, when I find the owner, I'll be more than happy to send them in your direction to give you appropriate compensation for your own idiocy," Isohkuye said, unable to stop her mouth from running away with her.
And the owner seemed to just get redder and redder in the face. Oh well. Shit really does happen.
(post sucks! 8D tired & bored <3)