if it wasn't the phantagrade skydom it was somewhere else and shao wasn't really miffed at not being home. this place was pretty fascinating in the long run. all sorts of new materials and ingredients for making his healing tonics and salves. he still did the same kind of work and all he was missing was his captain, vyrn, and lyria. well, perhaps some of the others as well, they were so very amusing to him. though, come to think of it, there was a very good chance that they were all here anyway, or that some of them were, as he had surely seen the grancypher out in the desert sands of pandora. shao had yet to approach it, perhaps more than a little worried that he was thinking too hard into it. perhaps it wasn't the ship he'd come to know, just one that looked like it. shao didn't quite want to be disillusioned, so he just didn't go near it. elysion surely had its quirks and charms and he'd been traveling all over the sectors—which took much less time than getting from, say, the auguste isles to albion. he preferred the world to be a little smaller, not necessarily an adventurer himself. elysion still had a lot of flare and interesting things to see.
pandora was definitely not the easiest place to be, as it was full of a lot of danger and grit. shao didn't typically make it his business to hang out her but, seeing as how he'd been everywhere else this week, he figured he needed to lend his healing talents to the people here as well. he never charged much, just enough to get food and set up for the night, and then he was moving on; sometimes he even did things for free. however, a boy had to eat, didn't he? the monetary system here was different from home, and some places bartered rather than asked for coin, but he had figured it out easily. shao had always been interested in money, ever since he was younger; call it a mild obsession, whatever you will, but money was shiny and had weight to it. it was also sometimes useful for melting down and making into other things, but don't tell anyone he did that. a little bit of silver went a long way in some healing tonics. humming to himself he sat atop his apothecary chest, balancing his golden scales on his finger. he'd already dished out enough medication and cough syrups to last people for a while and now he was milling around until he was either needed for something else, or got hungry. where would he stay tonight was the big question. it wasn't exactly the safest area and he had valuables on him. perhaps he'd go back to zephyr if he could get there before nightfall and stay with his little teal-haired boyfriend.
his tawny ears perked in the direction of the approaching figure and his expression turned cheerful. crossing his legs as he sat atop his chest, he regarded them with eyes barely opened, and lips still quirked into something sly. that was the biggest problem he had, some people didn't find him trustworthy because he seemed so untrustworthy with just a look alone. unfortunately, they weren't entirely incorrect and he could be a little trickster when he wanted to be. people just fascinated him though, he wanted to know what made everyone do and think the things they did. "might you be in need of some medical assistance?" he hummed with interest, tilting his head, both ears set forward. carefully setting his scales aside, shao crossed one arm over his chest, rest the other atop it in a very demure fashion.
NOTES he's not a jerk i swear >> he's just a foxy boy tryin'a make a living a'ight