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 Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 9:23 am
Welcome to Romanian Dragon Cluster #4
Rules - guild rules and tos for gaia
Specail note : We are in romania surrounded by dragons... what breed of dragon?
There are many MANY breeds. To keep things simple. We're dealing with Hungarian Horntails and Frost Dragons. We're attempting to cross breed them... to get the whole fire and ice thing. -grins-
And since my characters are italian I can get away with having them talk dirty in that language. -smiles-
But if your characters only speak english, please use the WHITE TEXT COLOR and mark where they're talking with a arrow so those who want to read the dirty talk can. And those who don't want to don't ahve to.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 9:25 am
Blaise stepped down off the knight bus and walked quickly to a tree stump with a carved dragon staff next to it.
"Dragonic" Blaise said in a hushed voice. The dragon's eyes light up and came to life as the bushes behind it parted, allowing Blaise into the hidden dragon collony. Romanian Dragon Cluster #4.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 10:59 am
"Blaise you old rubinetto hound." A tall 19 year old man came towards Blaise.
"Boris!" Blaise grabbed a hold of his cousin and gave him a manly hug.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 11:06 am
"What have you been up to my little cugino amai, what have you been up to?"
Blaise looked around and motioned for his cousin Boris to follow him. Once out of ear shot of the other Dragon tenders he blushed.
"Watching my first love die... and then... falling in love... only to have him not love me back... and now... now I'm with someone I want to spend the rest of my life with."
"Oh. Cugino, whom ever you choose to give your heart to, they will be family to me." Boris hugged Blaise and smiled. "Even if they are a little rubinetto hound like you."
Blaise's cheeks flushed at this. Why did his cousin always insist on calling him that?
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 11:28 am
"Blaise, your cheeks are the color of a priests wine cobblet, what's the matter?"
"Do you have to call me a rubinetto hound in public?"
"What's wrong with calling you that. You are one." Boris pointed out bluntly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 11:35 am
"Would you prefer I call you a credulone di gallo?" Boris asked as if he were asking the time of day.
"NO!" Blaise's face went pale hoping no one heard Boris.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 11:53 am
"Besides... the correct way to say it is cane di gallo. but please... don't call me that."
"Well then Cugino, what sall I call you in passing. My friends already know you're a cicca."
"WHAT?!?!" Blaise's eyes went large.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 12:02 pm
"Mamma sent a letter and the whole thing was in italian... and when they asked me to read it I read it in italian. They asked me to translate. And I left bits out. When they asked me what mamma meant by 'your cousin Blaise the cicca.' I expalined what it meant. So they know you're a cicca. Some of them might even give you offers to succhiare il loro gallo."
Blaise sat dumbfounded.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 12:17 pm
"Relax cugino." Boris put a hand on Blaise's shoulder. "It's not like I told them to line up at your tent."
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 12:45 pm
"Boris... you wouldn't..."
"Relax Cugino. No one will bother you about it. I promise."
About this time a lad of 21 one, dress abnormaly for this winter season, in just a pair of dragon hide pants and boots came near by.
"BORIS! Is this your cousin?" His eyes raked over Blaise.
"Yes. Yes it is."
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