[Tonight finds this particular Shadow reclining on a sofa in a rather
revealing little number, one leg crossed lackadaisically over the other as she flips through a thick book. Judging by the speed at which she turns the pages and the distinct lack of interest in her golden eyes, she really isn't taking the time to actually read, but instead is just skimming along. Every few pages, her brow furrows in thought, but she quickly shakes her head and moves on.]