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 Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 10:09 am
Ala decided, after brief interrogation of a ghostly boil in the halls, that it was time to investigate the cafeteria. She was fond of eating, but the crowd she found there unsettled her in a way she did not care to admit.
The Wyrm stared at the line, squinting glowing eyes at all the students waiting for their food from a number of gnomes, and the idea of standing in that line was one she didn't want to stomach.
She was here to eat, not to share her breath and space with people who were on equal footing with her, waiting for their allocated amount of slop.
Lashing her tail, Ala scanned the tables, mentally discarding any of the ones with more than two people at them. She didn't know enough, yet, to be the boss of them all: she'd need to start smaller.
Her eyes locked onto a hulking fellow in green in the back, and a grin stretched her lips.
Smaller metaphorically, of course.
She strode towards that table, clawed toes clicking against the floor, suppressing the urge to wiggle her fingers in excitement. Hopping up onto the table with a smooth movement, Ala smiled at the boil.
And then she plucked a poisonous apple off his tray, and bit into it with a fangy grin.
"Greetingssss," she said. "Thankssss for ssssharing."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 10:55 am
Food time was Gargantuan's favorite time of. Well. Anytime! He was happily crunching up half of the tray at this point, bits of plastic spraying every which way while his massive jaws methodically continued to chew.
The patter of claws scraping against the tabletop made him stop in surprise, his mouth going slack. G would have likely blinked had he eyes to do so, but his ear fins twitched as though to compensate. "Hi," G just said for a moment, resuming his crunching when his brain caught up and processed exactly what happened.
Of course, then he realized that she'd taken his apple.
His jaws fell open for real this time, bits of drool-slathered tray falling from his mouth with utter surprise. Sharing? G had shared apple? But that had been his apple! And now she was chewing on it and it made his ears wilt in a way that could only be described as 'very sad'.
"G's apple," He whined piteously, a thick, blunt tongue flopping as though to try and reach said apple and retrieve it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:10 am
Ancalagon smiled back real sweet at the big guy, every one of her fangs showing, and handed him back the core.
"No," the Wyrm said, a scolding tone in her voice. "Mine."
She peers at the rest of his tray, clawed finger poking at its contents idly, deftly avoiding as much slobber as she could manage.
He looked like his heart was broken, down in his core all down-trodden over a stolen fruit. Ala carefully snatches up a handful crunchy bug snacks, popbug or something like it, and tossed them into her mouth. She swung her legs over the edge of the table, at ease.
"I pressssume," Ala said with her mouth full, "G issss what you are called?" Her tail curled up beside her on the table, thumping lazily.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:30 am
That smile made him uneasy for some reason, but G quickly forgot about that when the strange ghoul handed him back the apple core. That was snapped up right quick, crunching furiously as though afraid she was going to seize him by his head fin and force him to spit it back out again.
Hers? There was a soft moan of despair as she snatched up the nice crunchy gushy bugs without even hesitating. The swamp beast's chin hit the table even as he stared mournfully up at her, his tongue still poking between his large, blunt teeth.
"Am G," The beast agreed sorrowfully, nodding his head and scattering bits of tray as he did. "G's lunch. Why you eat G's lunch?" If there was one thing he was possessive about, it was food--but clearly he had very little experience in the way of standing up for himself.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 7:44 pm
This one was malleable. Others had shown resistant, but this creature--G-- had potential. Ancalagon was sure that he would understand his rightful place soon enough, with a certain amount of coaxing and explaining. It was a simple issue of facts, really.
"My name issss Ancalagon," the Wyrm offered unbidden, tilting her head at G. "It wassss your lunch. Before I arrived. Now it issss mine, becausssse I wissssh it." She patted his shoulder with more force than absolutely necessary.
"You undersssstand now, I hope. I won't explain again."
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2013 1:08 pm
"Anc....aaaalaaag." Gargantuan mumbled under his breath, distracted by the offered information. He certainly didn't know who she was, and in fact, he didn't even think he'd heard of her before! Still, the way she talked suggested that maybe he shouldn't bring that up. She was probably important!
His ear fins twitched violently for a moment before they seemed to wilt under the force of her patting, and G's heavy head fell with a rumble of sound. "Oh." He wasn't sure he liked that knowledge, but there wasn't anything he could do about it. It was hers now, even if it had once been his.
"G sorry." He mumbled, shooting an abashed look at her for a moment before he ducked his gaze again.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:05 pm
Ala gave G a look. "Just ssssay Ala." It would be easier than hearing the dopey creature butcher her name repeatedly. He seemed capable of two syllables at best, and while Ancalagon was far from verbose, she could at least manage basic pronunciations of words.
(Never mind the lisp. That didn't count.)
"Yessss," the Wyrm said with a deep not. "You sssshould be." Her clawed fingers scritched jus behind his fins, reassuring. "Don't worry, though. If you're good for me, I will treat you well. All the minipetssss you can eat."
Ala smiled, and it was terrible.
"You'd like that, yessss?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2013 6:00 pm
"Ala," G pronounced, puffing himself up as though he'd accomplished something terrific. In a sense, he had! He'd been told, and he'd done it right in the very first try! Well, second, technically, but she hadn't made things nice and simple before.
His shoulders tensed uncertainly as she reached out with those wicked claws, but the scritches had him relaxing immediately, rumbling low in his throat while his tail placidly twitched from side to side.
Minipets? All for him? His ear fins flared out with interest, and Gargantuan nodded eagerly.
"Ya! G likes eatin'." Of course, it didn't occur to him that people owned these minipets, but that was fine.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2013 8:15 pm
"That'ssss a good boil," Ala crooned, and the sweetness was faked in every sense of the word. Like this lug could tell. "Remember it, becausssse I'm more important than you."
She hummed, slowly, and snatched another snack of G's plate with her tail, bringing it up to her mouth with a pleased little purr. "We can agree there," the Wyrm replied, pleased as pain punch at the results.
"I'm sssstarting a club, I've decided," Ala continued, musing alound. She hit G in the back of the head, hard. "You can't join, though. Dragonssss only."
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 6:27 pm
The behemoth stirred a little at the mention of a club--he liked clubs! The swimming club was something he'd enjoyed, and there were rumors that there were even clubs devoted to food.
He opened his mouth to relay as much when his head suddenly jolted forward, and the swamp beast grunted more in surprise than pain. Still, the look he gave Ala was one that was purely wounded.
"G could be a dragon." He grumbled under his breath, his ears flat against his head.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 2:00 pm
"Could not," was Ala's reply, and she tugged on his ears a little too hard to be considered anywhere in the realm of gentle. Perhaps in the next kingdom over from gentle. Perhaps in a different metaphor from this one, it would be considered gentle.
So.
She maybe yanked on them. Then poked at his cheekbone with a pointed claw.
"Don't usssse the ssssad eyes on me, little not-dragon." Nevermind that she was the little one, here, in her current state. The Wyrm made a face, scrunching her nose up. "They will not work."
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