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 Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 10:41 am
The library is somewhere new and strange, the familiar smell of books (old, musty, well-read) filled Ala's nose. There weren't many students here, not yet, because it was after the lunch rush and before most classes were done.
Ala was skipping Magic 101, because it sounded boring.
She drags a claw along the spines, wandering the aisles, tail thunking against the books as it slowly swished, her bones clinking against each other as she explored.
The Wyrm had been raised by books, a few enchanted ones that aged as she did, their pages changing as the years did, new content springing forth like water at a spring. But that was two or three or five, not the hundreds that filled this room.
She was not much of a reader, but it was awe-inspiring to her.
Ancalagon chanced a dip into the nonfiction section, deciding to maybe read up on the school, spotting a book she liked the look of on a top shelf, two cases to the right. Eyes upward, Ala rushed forward and--
THUMP.
The Wyrm landed face to the ground, snarling in rage since she tripped over something warm and lumpy.
"Terrible," she groaned, standing, inspecting what she'd tripped over.
And then she delivered a swift kick, and hard.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 10:54 am
Skald had been told, more than once, that the library was not a place to rest. Though, in spite of this, he made sure to make his daily visit to the library for a good long nap. Why? Because neither Felix, nor Haze would ever expect to find him here. It was the last place he would ever consider going, therefore it was the best hiding place. So today, like every other day, he had tucked himself away, hidden from the librarians view and napped. Or would have if it wasn't for a certain someone.
THUMP
Immediately his eyes flew open. Though before he could say anything, he felt a swift, strong, kick to his side.
"HEY!" He snarled, tail lashing from beneath a pile of books. It was bad enough that they weren't watching where they were going, but to actually kick him!? He was going to make them pay for that!
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:14 am
"Hay is ssssomething nightmaressss eat," Ancalagon replied with a snide tone, tilting her head to the side.
"Thissss place is for books, not for ressssting." She caught his tail swishing angrily, and backed up a few steps, not yet dropping into a defensive posture. "You were in my way," the Wyrm added in lieu of a proper apology (or any apology to speak of at all), after a moment, grinning widely.
She put her hands on her hips, her own tail moving from side to side slowly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:56 am
"Hay can also be used to stuff your trap." He hissed out irritably, shoving the books that had fallen on him out of the away. Figures that of all the people to appear it was another smart mouthed s**t.
"Oh for the love of--you sound just like those stupid librarians." His tail gave a heavy 'thump' as he got to his feet and stood to his full height. Which, turns out, was a great deal taller than her. Finally. One dragon or dragon related species he was taller than. "I was here first. Its your own fault for not watching were you were going, you little s**t."
He might have been looming over her. Then again, given her height it was kind of unavoidable.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 9:29 pm
The Wyrm's cheeks puffed up in rage as the dragon boil snapped back at her. She was ready to bolt out of the way at any moment: this one seemed easily irritated.
"Not a librarian," Ala said, affronted. "I would not ssssubject mysssself to sssserving otherssss. Otherssss serve me." Ala tilted her nose into the air with a toss of her head, scoffing.
After she did, Ala peered upwards with a grimace. He had moved, and this one was tall. If only she hadn't been forced into this puny two legged body.
"You were here firsssst. Now I am here, sssso it issss mine." The Wyrm jabbed a finger right into the boil's chest, poking at him with a claw. "And. You were in. My. Way." Her tail lashed back and forth, almost waspish in nature. "Cannot be helped if you are lazy. Can be helped if you remove yoursssself."
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