Roland meets Beeza
(Transcribed from In-thread RP)
Beeza:. . . *Clops around on his little hooves and wanders around* v.v'
Roland: *hears hooves and immediately thinks 'food-thing', jumping out to try and get him, claws outstretched*
Beeza: *Gives a shout of surprise at Roland and responds by flapping his wings and attempting to smack his jumper with his pointed tail* Aaaaah!!!
Roland: *bites his tail and tumbles with him* You're not going to get away from me!
Beeza: *Tumbles and rolls, angrily shouting as his tail get's bitten* Let go of me you oversized lizard! *he snarls* If you bite me again I'll make you sorry!!
Roland: *blinks at him* You aren't food. *gets off* That sucks. Seriously. You have hooves, and you're not food. What's the deal?
Beeza: *Stands up and starts straightening his hair while glaring at Roland* Not everything with hooves is food. *Stomps one hoof down on the ground* your lucky I didn't kick you!
Roland: Actually though, in my experience, most things with hooves are food. *looks him up and down and smirks* But none of them were as cute as you - especially when angry.
Beeza: *With his tail still lashing back and forth quickly he stands up taller before Roland. Though his dark cheeks flush some at the comment* Yeah well... You don't want me to get too angry. I'm much cuter when I'm calm. *he finally mutters*
Roland: *waggles his eyebrows at him* Oh really now? Care to show me how cute you can be? I could take you out for some actual food.
Beeza: *Finds himself caught a little more off guard by Roland. His tail stops lashing about though and curls up behind him into a question mark like pose* Well...if your buying I won't say no. *he decides in answer.*
Roland: I'm a dragon, hon - i have money enough to take you out every minute of every day. *smiles, and offers a hand* What kind of food you like?
Beeza: *He looks at the offered hand, and decides a friend with money is a useful friend. he reaches out and takes Rolands offered hand* Well... I'm partial to steak. *His lips curl upwards faintly* I rather like meat on a whole, but steak is more enjoyable.
Roland: *smiles, and nods* I like the way you think. The only meat worth eating and capable of calling itself meat is either steak, or ribs. Anything else is just appetizer. *starts to lead the way to a steak joint he knew*
Beeza: *Allows Roland to lead him off to the steak house, his tail swinging behind him .* I have had seafood before, but I'm not really keen on it. *he mentions while eyeing Roland up and down from the corner of his eye*
Roland: Chicken is alright - but they're so dirty and small, it's kind of not even worth the effort. *shrugs. If he was aware he was being eyed, he didn't draw attention to it... mostly because he fully expected to be eyeballed.*
Beeza: Neh...chicken wings creep me out. *he says while casually stretching his own wings out behind him.* Feels too much like taking a bite out of one of my own kind.
Roland:*smiles at him* Luckily enough, no-one I know eats dragons, so I never have that problem. But you do have very impressive plumage.
Beeza: *He can't help but smile a bit more widely at the complement* I don't think anyone in their right mind would dare even think of eating a dragon. *His eyes dart down towards Rolands tail* And you have a very interesting tail...
Roland: *waves the silky end of it enticingly* My great grandfather was an Eastern Dragon.
Beeza: *Watches the flipping of Rolands tail thoughtfully.* It makes for a striking heritage inheritance. *He tilts his head and glances at his feet* I think I'd keep my tail the way it is though. It's easier to hurt people. *He chuckles some and squeezes Rolands hand lightly*
Roland: That what you like to do? Hurt people? *smirks* I'm down with that. But only if they're edible - otherwise it's a waste. *feels the squeeze and smiles. He was enjoying himself - this guy was cute.*
Beeza: *One of his red brows perked over his amber eye when Roland would ask him if he liked to hurt people.* I have no problem hurting someone if it calls for it. I'll admit I don't eat people on a regular basis though. You never know when someone you ate could have been useful. *Beeza glanced away from Roland as he steeled himself and used his hand hold with Roland to very lightly draw some energy from the other.* So...are you in a habit of taking your potential dinners out to dinner?
Roland: *doesn't even notice he's being drawn from. He had so much energy that even if he was aware, he probably wouldn't mind.* Naw - I only take people out to dinner when I think that they're too cute to eat. *smiles at him. If he'd had a hat to tip - that would have been the perfect moment.*
Beeza: *Inwardly he turned some things over. It still felt odd to have someone coming onto him. Part of him felt alarm but...he wasn't going to willingly lose out on such a good opportunity.* Too cute to eat huh? *He says with a slow smile.* Your such a charmer. I don't recall ever hearing that trait about dragons.
Roland: That's because there aren't an awful lot of us, so it's hard to judge what we do... *smiles* Besides - the only things people typically know about dragons are that they breathe fire, and we hoarde gold. Both of which are true but there's alot more to us than just that...
Beeza: *His head bobbed up and down in a short nod.* This is true...I've never met a dragon before. I have to say, I never would have expected being tackled by one the first time though. *Beeza paused, a amused smile on his lips as he slid his amber eyes up towards Rolands lips..* So do you? Breath fire and all?
Roland: Yes - yes i do.... And I also hoarde gold.... Stereotypical, but there you are. *shows a little tooth*
Beeza: *Seeing Roland smiling like that, he can't help but return the smile. He gives Roland's hand another small squeeze.* You know, I'd just love to see an actual dragon's hoard. You think maybe you could show it to me sometime?
Roland: If you're good. 'Cause if you take anything without permission, I might have to bite off one of your hands, and that would ruin our freindship.
Beeza: *Somehow the threat that would come only made him feel more comfortable. Since the other was a dragon, he expected the protectiveness over the hoard. If Roland had not been like that..well... it would have been disappointing* Oh no worries there. I'm not interested in money or gold. *Beeza replied with a little wave of his free hand. It then occurred to him to add* I am called Beeza by the way...
Roland: And my name is Roland. Roland Von Blitz. *smiles* And I'm probably one of the oldest dragons still left... And unlike most creatures, dragons only get better with age. *winks*
Beeza: *In comparison, he rather wishes his name was a bit longer and more impressive like Rolands own. The clear flirting only adds to his concern he is somehow missing something now.* Well considering your the first dragon I've ever met, I guess all others will now be a disappointment? *He says with a slow smile.
Roland: ..... You seem kinda... Off. Am I freaking you out or something? *tilts his head*
Beeza: *His tail swished behind him as he glances away from Roland for a moment* I am fine. I am just not used to being flirted with... *He gives a small shrug then and turns his gaze back to the dragon* So... is all this charm a natural thing for dragons too? Or just a reason for me to spend more time with you?
Roland; Naw - i just like to think i have swagger. It is kinda a male dragon thing, but I have more than most. *preens*
Beeza: *Notes that if there is any sin other then greed that he liked, it was certainly pride.* I happen to like your swagger...I feel sorry for any other dragons that have to compare themselves to you. *Beeza replied with a growing smile. His tail shifts over to brush against Rolands own tail*
Roland: *smirks, and twines his tail around Beeza's* Heh - Now who's the flatterer? *he was enjoying himself - this male seemed to appreciate his flirting*
Beeza: *He gently squeezes Rolands tail with his own* Well I have a good reason to be flattering. I've never had the opportunity to spend time with a handsome and rich dragon. *He tilts his head a little to one side* So...do you kiss on the first date?
Roland: Only if the person I'm kissing is down with that. *smirks* After all - big handsome dragon I may be, but not everybody is so charmed with us scaley types.
Beeza: Well then clearly they are missing out on something wonderful. *He gives a small hissing sound of laughter, then nods his head off to one side.* So, this dinner place...they do carry out? Maybe we can find someplace quiet to sit alone and you can tell me more about dragons?
Roland: I think they do. *nods, and then points to a sign in the distance* That's the place. Smiling Jack's. *smiles toothily* I would love to tell you much more about dragons.
Beeza: *He glances up at the sign and wonders if he should uncoil his tail from Rolands. After a moment though he decides to just leave it, since they are holding hands. He clip clops his little hooves towards the place in question* Excellent. I have a lot of questions for you. *Beeza smiles his own smaller fangs at Roland with delight* In fact I'd love to see you breath fire.
Roland: Oh - you don't have to wait to see that. *smirks, and then pulls away for a moment, distancing himself for safety reasons before tilting his head up and letting loose a purple jet of flame*
Beeza: *When Roland paused and pulled away, Beeza tilted his head at him. He watched Roland with clear interest. When the flame appeared in the air, his wings fluttered once.* My...I was not expecting it to be that color. It's rather impressive. Can you do that as often as you want?
Roland: As a matter of fact, I can - as long as I'm not too tired. I'm a magical creature - the fire is magical in nature. *smirks, mouth still smoking* My magic is purple too. The color of power.
Beeza: *His eyes watch the drifting wisp's of smoke coming from Rolands lips* Hmm. I guess that is what one calls hot kissable lips right? *He murmured before stepping towards his dragon date to resume holding his hand* Your very impressive. You must have a lot of admirers with all the power you must have.
(-Ended-)
