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 Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 2:19 pm
( Of food that is. P: )
Long. It had been just that: a very long day. There was nothing particularly bad about their day, it was actually good compared to most lately, it just felt like someone had jam-pack weeks into a tiny time span of only one day. It was nice to come to the mall and relax for a change, playing games in the safe harbor of her favorite arcade, while Ephrem mowed down on the edges of the machine. "Stop that!" The arcade manager had told the dragon as always, standing safely behind his counter, peeking up over the countertop. He was smart to stay a distance away, given what Ephrem had done to others in the past. Sahra didn't want a repeat of that.
There was no need for her to take action, how ever. The lindworm got one of his out-of-control cravings, and quickly dragged the cheetah away from her modern-day paradise to hit the food court. With his feline in tow, Re slithered off down the tiled paths towards the center of the mall, his eyes wide with excitement. He was forced to slow to a pace that did not please him—it was rush hour chaos, so he had to exert extra effort to weave himself through shrouds of people.
She never put up much fuss, but the crowds were bothersome, and made her anxious, even from her short vantage point on the lindworm's back. "Calm it, Srra." The dragon commented in a smoothed tone, "You're not the one navigating, so don't let the people bother you."
He was right. She didn't have anything to worry about, but his comment didn't change much. "Okay..." She mumbled, tail twitching.
Haulting along side a table, he allowed the girl to hop off comfortably. Her legs seemed to slip out from under her as she plopped into a seat, putting her feet up on an empty chair. The dragon almost visually bounced with anticipation, silver eyes flickering from a number of different food places. "I want tacos, fries, and a muffin!"
With a hoarse voice: "What a lovely combination." She snickered, reaching into a leather satchel to pull out some money. Ephrem, how ever, didn't have the patience to wait for her sudden sluggish movement. "Gimme!" He sneered, ripping away the bills, and charging off with a mission: food!
Sahra shrugged—she wasn't exactly sure how a dragon was supposed to order food, or how clerks would even react to it, but she was feeling particularly lazy.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 6:33 pm
Ter was doing what he often did when he came to the mall, he was hanging out in his favorite shop watching two of the very few humans in the world he liked as they worked. Today was an extra special sort of day that had him in all ways facinated. The snake was leaning on the counter observing something that he'd yet to see them do before, they were tattooing someone. He'd seen many piercings done, gotten many done, but this was something wholely different.
"So its called a backpiece?" He asked, watching the way that Hari's hands were steadily moving over the piece. The man gave a nod never looking away from his work.
"Its going to take a few sessions to finish given the size of it." Baldric said, there to help out when needed. Hari was completely engrossed in his work so Baldric was currently in charge of everything else going on plus the fetching and carrying that Hari may need him to do.
Baroness was sitting at the door, her barbed tail lashing behind her as she was forced to deal with Fenrir the daughter of the two human men. She was very new addition to the place and one that the wyvern would grudgingly admit to liking a bit. After all she was a princess which made dragons happy enough plus the girl had given her a bracelet to wear on one of her spines. For this reason and this reason only was she dealing with the Eevee girl climbing all over her, petting her, and poking her.
It wasn't to last as she spotted a rather strange looking creature as it walked by. Was that a dragon? She lifted her head from the cool tile, blinking. It had no front lets like she did and seemed to lack wings as well... how strange... She pushed up onto her back and walked over to the door to the piercing and tattoo shop to stare at the other creature before finally calling out in Draconic, "Hey! Are you a dragon?!" No doubt a bit rude but she had to know what he was.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 8:11 pm
So the cheetah had been right, it was a little hard for a dragon to order food. At least when he had no opposable thumbs in order to hold onto to everything. Curse his paw-like structured limbs! Not to mention at the sight of a large scaled snake-like creature the clerks had gone into hiding. "It's their own loss." The dragon mumbled to himself, "They're the ones loosing business." His voice was rather jumbled, since he still had several bills tucked in one edge of his muzzle.
Due to the incident, Ephrem was in a rather stale mood, his body language easily showing it. Instead of his usual prideful stance, holding his front limbs upward, he was flat on the ground, as if he were stalking prey.
Sitting on the furthest edge of the food court, Sahra was beginning to wonder what was taking the dragon so long. Maybe he was able to order after all? Standing in a long line, or possibly waiting on food. But somehow, that seemed a bit ethereal. The cheetah drug her feet off of the free seat, sitting up to allow herself a longer range of view. But she saw nothing that looked like an out-of-place dragon. She fiddled with the edge of her t-shirt—where had he gone?
Passing by an unfamiliar set of shops, Ephrem raised his head head, hearing a rather odd placement among the crowds. Draconic—where was it coming from? He constricted upward until he had a good vantage point over the random passer-byers. It took him a few moments of scanning his surroundings to see the other large form, something unlike anything he had seen thus far. It apparently spoke Draconic, although he hadn't really caught what it had said, so that obviously meant it was another dragon. Great, he'd rather it been some obnoxious human.
A low grumble surfaced in the back of his throat, his eyes narrowing. What did it want? He huffed, the edges of his mouth curling downward. He headed in it's general direction, so consumed with not taking his eyes off this new target, that his lanky body tripped one or two people as they walked past. He didn't notice, despite the angered cursing of one. "What?" Re's tone was low but emotionless as he replied in Draconic. Not threatening...yet.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 8:42 pm
Baroness pushed to standing up on her legs and the 'hands' on her wings watching as the strange creature came towards her. He replied in Draconic so he must be another dragon she decided and looked him over closely before she said with a bit of a shrug, "Nothing important, curiousity." She had been happy to see another dragon given she was stuck with two humans, a girl that looked like a fox, and her boy who was the most worthwhile of them, "Saw you and wondered what you are." She told him.
Ter looked over at the door, "Baroness! What are you yelling about?" He asked of her, unable to understand her because of the language she used. He pushed away from the counter with a bit of a grummble. He had hoped to get to see more of tattooing process but he'd better make sure she wasn't starting more fights at random... Or stealing things... or worse.
"She found a snake." Fenrir said from where she was standing, pressed against the glass and watching as the snakey creature approached.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 9:13 pm
Ephrem came to a sudden pause a few feet from the other, what he believed to be, a dragon of some shape or form. But it looked so strange, spiked, oddly winged, what was it supposed to be? A similar curiosity immediatly replaced any angered thoughts he may have had before, which was probably a good thing, given his immensely short temper. "You wondered what I am?" His voice was skeptical, "I should wonder what you are."
Coming to a restless stance, his posture stiffened straight, his eyes still narrowed. The pungent frown, how ever, had all but disappeared. Replaced by a mostly blank stare. "I think it's important." He mumbled inaudibly to himself, not loud enough for anyone else to hear. "Knowing is surviving." He nodded at his own whispered comment, shifting his entire muscled body uncomfortably.
So this thing he wondered, was it a threat? Or simply another one of those dull dragons that sat at their child's side? "So may I ask, what one such as yourself finds so interesting?" His head tilted with a sudden jerk, as if a fly had been crawling at the side of his head.
His eyes quickly caught on to an approaching form, something that looked rather snake-ish, sort of like himself. He blinked, partially coiling the bottom half of his body. "I'm no snake." He huffed, not bothering to look were the voice had spawned from.
Sahra had begun to grow far to impatient, which was unlike her, but she was tired, and decided to blame it on that. "Re?" She called out, pulling herself to her feet. She slowly set of in the direction he had exited, claws clicking against the tiled ground as she padded on. "Where is he?" She hadn't a clue.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:31 pm
Baroness gave a bit of a grin, "You probably should, then that way we would be on even ground of knowing what the other was." She said, watching closely this one. He lacked many limbs that dragons like Vorel or that idiot Keir had, lacked the wings she had but she didn't even think for a moment to think him weaker for that reason. After all if that were true then it would mean she was weaker then Keir, not something she would allow.
"As for what I find so interesting... well look in a mirror then around yourself. Your far more interesting then anyone else in this place." Just being of draconic nature made him so.
Ter looked out the door and found that Keir was talking to... some sort of strange looking creature that she had found. He wondered if this were one of those times he should scold her for talking to strangers... then blinked when the dragon spoke to him actually spoke, "Well damn." He said, eyes going a bit wide, "You dragons can speak English?" He looked at Baroness questioningly, "Why don't you?"
She gave her kid a dark glare of response, she would like to say it wasn't for lack of trying but to be honest... it was. She'd yet to put any effort into learning Ter's language and he'd done the same in trying to learn hers.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 7:24 pm
"I guess you're right." He admitted with a sudden dazed glaze whipping across his facial features. This one was clever; it was, maybe something interesting after all. He tilted his head to an odd angle—he didn't think this individual would prove to be more entertaining than some he knew, Citrine being a prime example, but very possibly a decent indulgence. "Although I must say I don't care much for dragons." He gave his usual huff, "But you're very strange. I how ever, happen to be something called a lindworm, or linnorm."
Ephrem looked at her expectantly, calmly awaiting a response. Surely this thing would be a good subject to study. It looked so much different from the normal dragons one would see galloping around D-Corp. Most had four limbs (although he found that quite overrated) and a separate set of wings, despite varied colors and elemental properties. Arousing to see a being that was structured more like a bat than a dragon. Then again, he couldn't judge; he looked more snake than anything else; a very large version of one, anyways.
"Of course we speak English, why couldn't we?" Narrowed eyes gave rise to a sudden suspicion, trimmed with a dab of confusion. "English was the first language I learned..." Re had to pause for a moment, "Wait, if you both can't speak a similar language, then how do the two of you communicate?" It didn't make any sense, at least not in his mind. He enjoyed speaking with his bonded, how did this strange dragon and it's stringy companion manage to form a relationship if they couldn't effectively communicate? A good deep-thought question!
Sahra rounded a corner, nervously skittering down along the row of shops—she finally had Re in her sights! Or something of similar size, but she hoped it was just him...
"Re?" The girl called, a slight grumble escaping her mouth. "Why didn't you come back?—Wait, who are you?" She blinked, ears flickering slightly, "and you?" The cheetah felt torn, her gazes sliding from dragons to child, and all around again. "Well, what ever." A large sighed cam forth, "I'm sorry if he's—um, Ephrem—has given you any trouble."
Ephrem growled slightly at the comment.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 12:29 pm
Baroness thought on those words before she gave a bit of a nod,"For me it depends on the dragon."She said simply, what they could give her and what they could do for her basically was how she judged them. Keir was only good for a fight, Hinder was her minion so he was ok, and Kalseru for the fun of having a partner in crime. Her barbed tail swished back and forth, "Lindworm, huh? I'm a Wyvern."
Ter seemed quite in awe of the fact that the dragon kept talking, it wasn't a fluke of any kind it actually could talk! His eyes were a bit wide in delight and Baroness felt half tempted to bite him, "Body language, eye contact, lots of ways. I used to communicate without sound when I was younger so I guess I understand her that way." He crossed his arms over his chest and turned to stare at her, "Would be easier if she spoke to me though."
She starred right back at him before barring her teeth and she looked away with a snort. Easier for him maybe, she was the one that had to learn a whole new language!
The snake's tongue flicked out when he heard the voice and followed it to where the girl was standing, "No trouble, in fact I was quite impressed." He said.
Baroness gave a low sound in her throat, how dare her boy be impressed with another dragon!
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 5:56 pm
Suddenly becoming visually alert by the change of mood, Ephrem's eyes narrowed, and the edges of his mouth slipped into a frown. He pushed his body up from the ground, his head rising to Sahra's level. "That's very interesting." He spoke through his teeth, his heavily accented voice slurring. "I guess it's entirely possible, but personally, I couldn't imagine not being able to speak." Even though he had been there before. He eyed Baroness; he wasn't letting her out of his sights. Something about her outlook seemed to change. Hm.
"Well, I'm glad he isn't being bothersome for once." Sahra set her hand against the back of the dragons neck, watching his gaze carefully. She knew better now than not to keep an eye on him; she didn't want to pay the consequences if someone accidentally ticked him off again. "Who are you, anyways? You look like a D-Corp kid. And sort of familiar...have I seen you somewhere before?" Strike her down with a metal pole, but she swore she had seen him prior. "Eh, what ever. I'm Sahra, Sah for short, nice to formally meet you." Her eyes wandered to the shop front in the background; she raised an eye brow. Had he been hanging out there? How strange. Fascinating.
"What do you do for fun around here?" Ephrem's interests varied as much as the numbers pulled for the lotto.
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 12:03 pm
Baroness found herself wondering how one learned to speak in the human's tongue. It couldn't be that hard surely? She'd never had a reason to do it before and the other dragon she lived with wasn't smart enough to figure that sort of thing out so it would be useless to get pointers from him...
Her long, barbed tail set to swishing as she thought on it. It may be a skill she would have to pick up if it were something that would so impress Ter.
"My name is Terpsichore... but please don't call me that, just Ter is good." He said, not liking the overly long name one bit, "Yeah, I'm a D-Corp kid." He thought on it, wondering where he may have run across her. Normally he remembered the girls that he met far more clearly then the guys unless they impressed him somehow. Maybe they had just met in passing?
Ter looked over his shoulder then back to Ephrem, "I was here seeing about getting some new studs for my ears. As tempted as I am to get a new piercing I am running out of places to pierce." He said in a joking manner. It was completely true though, he had two in his lower lip, one in his nose, and four in each ear. Maybe he should start looking into other types of body modification he thought idly.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:20 pm
Ephrem was taking more interest in this pair than she ever could have imagined he might have. He must find something about both of them to be particularly interesting. What could it possibly be? The cheetah's green eyes fell to her new acquaintances—well, what couldn't be interesting about them? Nothing, probably.
"Ter, huh? Nope, doesn't sound familiar. Maybe I'm just going crazier than we originally thought." It wasn't all that impossible! "And who are you?" Flickering her ears, she turned her attention to the boys dragon, smiling a slightly-devious grin.
"Studs?" Ephrem cocked his head, muzzle partially opened. But then came the 'piercing' portion, and his eyes caught the glimmer of metal from something on the boy. "Ahh." He nodded, "I never understood the purpose of such an action. But it doesn't look half bad."
His coils tensing, he lifted the front of his body off of the ground, outstretching his arms to rest on one of the cheetah's shoulders. Concentrating on her ears, he looked at the 'studs' in hers, mesmerized by their shiny-ness.
But he breathed in her ear, causing it to go flat against her head. "Ahh, don't do that!" How horrible. She cursed, reaching up a hand to rub at her black ear, the other flickering in an annoyed manner. "New studs? Oh cool. We were here to play games at the arcade." Speaking mindlessly, her arm fell back in place at her side. "He was just about to eat." Her tone quieting, she shook her head.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 5:59 pm
Maybe Sahra knew his idiot brother Ter thought to himself, she may have seen him in passing when he was with Geia but that wasn't something he was going to announce to the world. Not when his brother was sooooo weird.
"Ah well, if we haven't met before we are meeting now." He said with a shrug as if that were the most important thing. He turned to look over at his dragon, "Her name is Baroness." He said before reaching over to give the wyvern a bit of a push, "Come on now, don't sulk."
Baroness puffed up a bit, sulk? Who was sulking! Her tail started to swish a bit faster but then she swallowed the bit of a anger she felt and looked at Sahra, nodding at her a greeting, "Hello,Sahra." She said, the first word in draconic the name a bit roughly said but understandable.
"Huh, food kinda sounds good." He said thoughtfully, "Mind if we join you?"
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