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She was eyeing her food some. "I'm surprised it tastes good...dragons are meat eaters mostly, after all. They're probably feeing us rat food and we wouldn't know any better." Shrugging and taking another bit, "Beggers can't be choosers I suppose." Leaning back some on one hand, it was just nice to be out of all the heat. "Suppose. I don't see Fire and Ice back up and kicking yet. Who knows what the treatment is as well and how long that takes."

Fang frowned lightly.

"Least you could have eaten someone that wasn't on duty. thier easier to replace at a given time."

though crossing his arms lightly.

"The glass sea is beyond my reach. the Serpent is too big for the narrow corridors of sands to sail. and if I got her on the glass she'd be impossible to control. However, I can set a course around it, and if your intention is still to stop them, then I can hope to reach the other side of the sea before they do."


Desdemona wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of leaving Cy alone with the silver, but so far she hadn't done anything violent or intending of violence about him.

"Alright. I'll update them on how things are going. how long do you think they'll be out?"


Deacon sneered back at the dragon.

"No, really? I'd never have guessed that from you carrying them on your shoulders over to wherever it was you went in this camp setup."

It was probably something that should be expected from an assassin. Their hands weren't calloused like a strict swordsman or marksman would be, and their hands were light with enough pressue learned from how to cripple a body with a poke of a finger if need be. Threat should be perceived in all ways but she knew better than to fear the likes of him. "Born with more underdark resistence I suppose." Assuming such things were underdark in origin. A little startle at him touching her face though...she hated how his movements were so silent and she was always os prepared. But she took the jar anyway with a nod...she had indeed scrubbed to hard and the cooling effect on burning skin worked well for her compliance factors.

"The Rider will be up by the morning. The Red, give him a day or so at the very least...his body is quite unhappy with him. Her tail reaching out and cupping around the little gold, pulling him over closer to her. "Yes, respect without violence or other forceful natures. Respect should always be as such."

"Only because you're part dragon would you know. But I will take your words as reassurance on a level. Not a muffin, but not rat food either. Works for me." Munching absentmindedly and giving a chuckle, "Well well, you sound like one of the crew already now don't you? Ready to keep moving and never staying in one place long...tis the way of pirates on the Sandsea."

He was sleeping up here, I'd hardly call that being on duty. I merely made a crew cut for you to free up your time. I'd suggest someone who doesn't think they can get away with sleeping up here because you can't always see them." Grinning in the way a little boy did when he knew he was causing mischief, "You'd die in there anyway. Black scales on this ship would heat it up faster than dragon fire and crisp you all into crunchy little snacks." He couldn't make it out there too easily either...he'd refused the gold's and silver's solution to the heat. Forced adaptation was not in his books for himself. "What happens when you reach the other side and catch them? You've tried that a few times before already." But this was only one bone of course he had to pick with Fang.

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"Thought so." A flare of wings and a hop over the edge of the crow's nest, dropping down to the deck. "I wouldn't have to interefere with you if you would watch your steps. I'll deal with my nephew when the time comes, but it is not your place to do so. Besides...I don't have to go through him." Good to know that Fang though he was still after shards. "And...that raises another issue as to why I'm gracing your ship with my presence again...you have something in your possession or the ability to get hold of said something." Frowning and leaning down to meet Fang eye to eye. "You can imagine how unhappy that something makes me..."

"You must be refering to my live bait. yes, I have it and access to it. though that last instance, I wouldn't have brought it into play at least that early had not my ship been rocked nearly over."

a slight twitching hint of a smile.

"What's the matter? afraid you'll get caught up in a battle you might not win if I decided things aren't going to end in my favor? Or worried about your nephew?"

A slight frown and a blink. "I'm not that pale..." Or at least she didn't think she was that pale. Her mother wasn't that pale and she'd spend enough time in their private little atrium at home when she there...or maybe not. But bone was exaggerating a little, wasn't it? Not that she would truly know anyway, it wasn't like she could look in a mirror whenever she wanted. "The Tier'dal in me helps immensely in such survival things though."

A wrinkle of her nose and shake of her head to the little dragon whom now sat at her side, even as she turned her attention to checking on the two slumbering dragons nearby, more pointedly Kaznec. She may strangle the other... "Sounds like they are only respecting you because they fear you or you give them exactly what they want." What had this little dragon been doing at such a tender age to talk as such? It was appalling. "You want respect that comes from people appreciating you and looking up to you." Getting up a moment and fetching something, coming back to sit again an curl her tail around him, careful of its blades as she handed him a chunk of smoked meat. "I hardly think you want to be known as nothing more than a bully and pleaser only."

If you had broken your pursuit, you wouldn't have forced reaction from greater forces. You should pick your battles a little more carefully." Growling some in his throat and standing full height, picking Fang up by the fabric at his shoulder as he did so. "Hardly afraid or concerned. I simply care not for such a creature loose in my sands at your beck and call to cause mayhem out here as you please. And right now, I would hate to have to devastate your ship, eat your crew, and slowly chew you to death. You're more valuable this way. Now listen, meat..." Snorting lightly and setting Fang rather gently back down, "In the glass are things of old that have been long forgotten. The dragons went in weakened...they will come out stronger than they did before they were in perfect health and you faced them. Chasing them down like dogs and shooting at them isn't going to work again. Do tell...how would you overcome that then?"

She blinked...wow that was a confusing long sentence that she wasn't sure she got at first. Took her a moment to process it and she tilted her head then before shrugging. "Basic logic; we can't complete what we need to do with dragons down and out when they are the main gatherers of such things. And do you really want to traipse around this place with metallic dragons trailing you suspiciously and likely to kill and eat you at first provocation?" Leaning back on her hands. "The other is simple, some people would be on their way to dying or already dead right now."

"Riders are selfish things, I'm sure you can bribe them with more than eggs." Cracking his neck to ease his tension some. "To fight dragons, you use dragon slaying weapons or dragon powers against dragon powers." Looking at him flatly at that though, "Don't let that give you any ideas for me though, I'm sure they're swirling in your head some." Not stupid at all...him and Fang were merely working together at the moment but they held no care for one another. "To get past the Laerethe and the elves...magic and ability must outdo magic and ability. For humans...well I'm sure you know all of those." Shaking his head. "Don't think I'm going to give you more answers than you need. I'm flying under their suspicion. But I take it you're going to chase them all till one of you is dead."

"You haven't offered your dragon eating plaything to the Riders yet? I'm sure that would quell their survival needs as well as their egg hunting needs. Wild dragons, or any caught off guard, would be easy picking." But he knew Fang wouldn't pass that along easily at all. The mock was ripe for that fact alone. Equal threats of sorts phased him no less than his did Fang. A tap of his talons on the deck, "Then leave. I've done nothing to keep you in this deal with me, save not kill you in my sands. But if you do go, my scales are coming with me. That much is certain. You have those to protect your ship through all of this, and I would probably be willing to let you keep them. But if you want to keep them and be on your way, you're going to have to pay me off for them." He wasn't a stupid dragon either to let those go for free. And if he did catch Fang with that creature in his sands once more, nothing was going to protect him if this fell through. Fear Fang he did not...if he wanted, he could have complete control of this ship with a single word.