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Sorry I've been gone for so long, guys! Kinda got distracted and started a new series and, yeah. But I'm back.
She had known the boy for awhile know. She sat next to him watching the sun set...
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She laid back on the grass looking up and sighed, "So what have you seen on your travels?" she looked over at him and smiled.
Glancing over to his friend seeing as to she was lying down, he decided to follow her lead. Hesitantly, the unsure teen leaned back against the cold, and rather damp grass. After a few moments of shifting an squirming around, his right arm lay across his stomach and his left lay atop his other. Trying to get into a comfortable position was difficult, the pale-skinned teen realized. Though finally, he had accomplished his goal of switching into a position that suited him. Not too bad. Yet not that comfy, either. Oh well, live with it.
Bright-yellow eyes peered amongst the stars and the now piercing black night. Well, a few colors remained, but the sun had sank down. Stars. Constellations. All secretly known to him and him alone, which brought a rising yet sinking feeling within him. Of course, it was absolutely brilliant to know quite a few secrets, but they weighed him down. For he knew he was lonely, these secrets were his life - what eh was and what he would become - they were the final answer. The key to him. And he wasn’t willing to give them to just anybody. Not even someone dear to him.
He sent a quick glance to Bailey, then back to the display above their heads. “Oh ya’ know. The usual,” he started out plainly, but eventually progressed onwards. “Magnificent forests, spectacular waterfalls, pitch-black labyrinths. A few new species and whatnot. Plants; lots of ‘em. Stars, of course. Art ‘n’ pretty legit architectural stuff. Hmm.” At the last part he hummed as if in deep concentration of what he should say next. “Oh. ‘Architectural’ as in, like, buildings. Towers, even,” he tried to explain, knowing that ‘Bailz’ hadn’t been out much and probably had no clue what the word meant. Most dragons didn’t, anyways, so it wasn’t really a big deal. “Few other things…,” he murmured, trailing off and eventually silencing his voice altogether.
After a brief pause of utter silence, he began again, acting as if nothing had been said previously, and knowing that his voice hid almost everything and the fact being that his lying skills were better than some of the ‘best of the best’, he replied in his casual tone,”THe world, actually. Pretty cool place to go. Things to see, life to live,” he took a deep inhale of breath and let it out happily. “Yeah. Basic summary of my life” He let out a content chuckle at his own joke, but deep down he knew that what he had just said was far from the truth. Though his voice never lessened or gave any signs of this. He was just too good for his own sake.
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"Okay!" Shade exclaimed.
Before they could go, however, they were interrupted by a human approaching them. It was Blackheart. "Hey, Shade!" Blackheart exclaimed. "What's up? Who's your friend?"
The Nightfury flicked an ear and blinked at his friend. A smile threatened to tug at the corners of his mouth, but he didn’t let it through. Though his pupils narrowed on instant as he heard one of the Vikings approach the two. He kept his composure calm yet alert as the human walked closer and shouted over to Shade. Who was this person? Shade’s trainer? Perhaps, it made sense, he thought to himself. Yellow eyes peered over to the other Nightfury, then back at the human. If this was a friend of his now ‘tour guide’ than he wouldn’t muster a growl or low snarl. Well, anything threatening, but if they got in his personal space - who knows what could happen.
The dragon gulped - pupils still slits and as attentive as ever. Ears perked up slightly as he glanced from his friend to the human. Unsure of how to react. HIs eyes quickly darted between the two before taking a single step back with a paw.
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She had known the boy for awhile know. She sat next to him watching the sun set over the ocean. She enjoyed his presence and company. She looked over at him, again she had that...
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She enjoyed the night, mostly for the constellations that she knew by heart. She felt him looking at her but did she dare to look back at him, she decided not to and keep looking above at the stars that were beginning to apear out of the darkness. A light to guild the broken and to renew failth and belief in things that they wanted to get or find that were close to their hearts. She laughed and pointed upwards, "Look its Draco..." she pointed at the constellation above them.
The teen closed his electricity-colored eyes for a brief moment before observing the night sky - where the Almighty Draco lay. Constellations - there were so many yet he knew all of them by heart and memory. And by every single one, it literally means every single constellation. From the main and more-known ones, to those only an educated scholar would spot out. Even to some that don't exist any longer, for stars do reach their ends, though it's rare for one to go missing, much less all of them in a constellation. But it has happened before. Stars were everything to him, the only other companion he had. A spark of interest lit within him not too long ago, and that's where it all began. Of course, no one knew of his vast knowledge of the sky and secrets it held, tucked away and to only be noticed by those who were willing to observe. A mysterious black now-filled the canvas, only a few traces of the previous colors lingered. The darkness finally engulfed the sunset.
The teenager glanced a little ways to the left to spot one of those few stars where it formed an unknown constellation. Which was rather interesting, to him anyway. But still, there was probably nothing in the world that stood against star-gazing for him. Nothing at all. Especially with a friend.
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Fira continued walking, not paying much mind to the lad following at her backside. She sighs softly, knowing she would probably never really understand this strange dragon. "Why are you 'ere anyways no name, it's not like you live on Berk, whot keeps drawin' ye 'ere?" she asked as the walked, pausing briefly when she heard him stumble though she did not look back. "Careful kid, don' wan' t' bust a lip or anythin' not out 'ere. Scent a blood brings 'em wil' pigs a runnin' it does. Nasty beasts, not pleasant t' deal wit' even on th' best a days"
Being thought of as not existing wasn't a first for him. It was understandable everyone needed their own space. Plus, there would be a time to talk and a time to walk, both he didn't really mind at all. He blinked at Fira's question and glanced up from the ground. "Well, nothin' really. Came for a stop, met some peeps 'n homies, 'n decided to stay longer," he replied in honesty. "Why? Problem?" At his own question, he chuckled lightly, though kept walking. Trees and even more trees, rather boring, he thought. But it was a complain that wasn't worth mentioning. Due to the fact that he had seen places with even more trees before. Thousands, actually. Trees weren't exactly a favorite, but they had their moments with him. Made great camouflage.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry 'bout me. I can handle myself, thank you very much," he spoke in a slightly harsh tone, but in this case it was considered a snap. "And I'm not exactly a kid, B-T-W. 'N pigs? Please, their not the fiercest thing in this place. Not ta' mention, I ain't really frightened of 'breakfast, lunch, 'n dinner". The pale-teen bristled when he spoke of being called a 'kid'. He absolutely just hated it when others thought they were so advanced and so much better than some teenager. Enough to call /him/ a kid. Well he'd proven them all wrong, one way or another. And he especially hated it when people gave him tips on surviving adn such. He knew how to survive for crying out loud. He knew the risks and dangers of the outside world. He wasn't exactly a weakling! Weakness meant downfall, and he wasn't certainly not going down without a fight. He fought in wars, for crying out loud! Nothing could ever stand in his path for so long, no matter what the species or advancements in weaponry. He always, /always/ was the 'last man standing', and no one could prove otherwise. But being referred to as weak was just too far. His eyes had narrowed, when he suddenly realized 'why did he just snap at her?' That was a mistake all on its own. The two already don't see eye-to-eye, or know the basic things one usually asked at the typical first encounter. But he slowly realized that his interpretations were sometimes pushed a little too far. The boy added in,"Sorry, didn't mean ta' snap." Deciding he needed to explain himself, because 'hey! why not?' he quickly added a comment," Jus' don't like being referred to 's weak is all. Nothing big. 'N you could call me whatev'r ya want. Doesn't really matter." He silenced himself afterwards, trying to make a guess on how long he would be pushed away forcefully. Not long, he supposed, with his attitude and sarcasm.
n a way, he was surprised that he allowed anger to pass through him. Sure, it was just an outburst, but those rarely came out of his mouth. Oh well, he'd just have to watch himself more carefully.
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She took a bow in the middle of the air and smiled at him. “Thank you good sir, and yes I know im crazy, but this is my passion. To fly.” at that she raced up towards the sky, climbing higher and higher finally at a height that she was happy at. She stopped and hovered there looking down at the land below seeing everything. She closed her wings and shot down towards the ground like an arrow, closing her eyes, the breeze wipping her hair back behind her.
The teen chuckled lightly at the girl's antics. Sarcasm seemed to be in almost every single one of their conversations, which he liked about Bailey very much. She was cool to hang out with, for one. Though the fact still shocked him that he wasn't the only dragon-transforming-human - or the other way around - in the world. One-of-a-kind, he thought. Guess not, but it didn't make things worse; not at all! In fact, it made things better for the bright-eyed boy. Bailz was living proof that the impossible, wasn't actually impossible - just highly unlikely. But the universe decided to mix things up a bit. Which was quite a surprise, actually, considering everything it decided to throw at him. Nevertheless, here he was; and there she was.
He watched the 'lunatic-he-called-friend' for a few seconds before staring at the rather beautiful stars - twinkling in the distance. The yellow-eyed teen's thoughts sped towards the one thing he knew he didn't exactly want to face, yet. But the teen knew that he had to, whether he liked it or not. The thing he definitely knew was that Bailey wouldn't like it, but in the end it was for the best. Getting too close was a problem; not her fault - his and his alone. In basic and utmost simple summary: he would have to leave. Tonight. And sadly, he had no clue how he was going to tell his "Bailz". The girl who hid from the world for fifteen years and had just barely met someone. Someone who had seen the world and nearly everything it had to offer. This girl had saved his life, gripped him out of the endless darkness. How, oh how, could he ever thank her? By turning away from her and leaving for good. Just the way the universe worked for him: do a good thing and change someone's life - twist the fairytale around and run away, never looking back. Loneliness was his one and only constant companion, and that's how it would forever be. And nothing he could do was going to change that fact.
But maybe, just maybe, fate would allow him this once like it had a few other times. And just perhaps the story wouldn't reach its final chapter. Just perhaps. How he begged it wouldn't end! A slight frown crossed his lips, and his eyes were already narrowed. The struggle of war within his mind was intense, but at this point in time, he was used to it. Still, it hurt. She was a brilliant and clever individual who had a passion, a purpose, and a drive. This girl had so much to offer to the world; all the good she could do for it! What was he to do? Hold her back from that? Hold her hand step-by-step? Neither would do. If anything was going to save her from that loss of fifteen years, it would have to be a path she would take on her own. Well, begin on her own anyway, she would make friends easily. Ones that would stay by her side throughout her journey and that would make her laugh when she needed cheering up. And perhaps she would find that 'special someone' out there. Someone who could make her feel as if she were the only one in the world. Bring her joy at her lowest. Share the adventures of a lifetime with one another. Stand by each other hand-in-hand as they face everything the world could throw at them, but in the end, come out victorious. That someone was out there - he just knew it! And how could he possibly hold her back from everything she could become if she just gave the world a chance? Hm? Simplest answer: He wouldn't dare do a thing to change what was to happen. And maybe, just maybe, they could meet again int he near future. This, he held on to and hoped on. That the universe not screw this up. That the world could show her the bright side of life and the beauty it held. After all, nothing is impossible - just highly unlikely. That was what his thoughts led him to, and where it would end soon, because his chance was about to be given.
Hi, i just thought i would send you a message. Yourself and my Muse used to Roleplay quite a lot and it was my favourite of all my RPs, even though not much happened (if anything) you played your character so well, it was well written, way better than what i can do. Anyway, i miss it, but i think you got bored of it and stopped, i read all you RPs with people, and am envious of those people, how lucky they are to have more interesting characters than i. Thank you for RPing with me.
//OOC: No one is ever forgotten, I hope you do realize that. I wouldn't dare forget any of the lovely and beautiful people I roleplay with. Never. Perhaps it was because I dropped our thread? If that's the case, then I'm sorry. It was never intended and it simply is because I'm not good at keeping track as much, and I tend to believe I finished a thread long ago and thus don't need to work on it. That my fault!
Every single person out there is important, and don't you dare think that it was because I got bored of you. That's never the reason. Never, ever!
And believe me when I say this, but I think I know who you are, and yes, it was because I thought I had finished my part of the reply. But I guess I didn't, but I did awhile ago actually, and it's entirely my fault. I apologize once more.
Let me Love You, Sweetie! :( //
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Fira rolls her eyes, her expression set in a seemingly permanent frown as she leaned partially on a tree, watching him as he spoke. “Mh, always willin’ t’ show m’ support for crazy, suicidal reptiles” she replied, shaking her head lightly. Just when she thought her day was done with surprises this guy turns up again, and while she’s human, splendid. Her brows furrow lightly as some of her wet hair sticks to her face. “Yeah, well last time ah saw You, ye were headin’ int’ the lightnin’ of a big storm. So looks like we both ain’t seein’ whot we ‘xpected eh?” Fira leaned off of the tree and cracked her back “Unless ye’ plan on followin’ me ah’d suggest ye go back where ye came from, I do ‘ave things t’ do so ah can’ stick ‘round ‘ere”
Wow, FIra just did not have much tolerance for him. Nor did she have acting skills apparently; it seemed she was set on showing her every emotions - good or bad - which wasn’t exactly a good or bad thing. Let him know when he just needed to stop, which was rather okay to him. “Yeah, and I salute you for it,” at these words, he brought up his right arm and saluted her in a jokingly manner. “Though it wasn’t suicide,” he mumbled under his breathe, a little loud so she could have the possibility of hearing those very words. The teen stopped his small stretches and sighed deeply. “Sorry, last one hurt,” the yellow-eyed boy chuckled.
“Geez, will ya’ cut a guy some slack, Fi? Wait. Nevermind, I believe we both know tha’ answer ta’ that,” he raised an eyebrow at her as he said this. “No, but seriously. It’s not evry’day I meet a dragon who randomly becomes a human. It ain’t natural,” he shrugged at this, sounding strangely convincing on his part. “Actually, I’ve seen things you wouldn’t ev’r imagine,” he murmured, at this point he didn’t really care if she heard the last part or not. Didn’t matter. Though a darkness seemed to pass through his eyes after he did, but it quickly vanquished in a split-second.
“I-uh,” he paused briefly as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck with his hand. “Yeah, I”ll tag along fr’ the ride, if you don’t mind, of course. I can see you don’t really like my company, and I’m not blaming you, either…” At the end of the last sentence, he let a mild chuckle escape, though it was obvious to see the acceptance he showed. Acceptance of her choices and the acceptance of the way he acted. A small, yet still present shadow crossed over his features. He enjoyed Fira’s company and sarcasm - someone he could joke around with - but for the other way around it was obvious to him that she didn’t like him or the way he accomplished tasks. The first meeting in the middle of a lightning storm didn’t help as much, too.
She brushed her hair from her face, turning in the direction of Berk. “I don’ believe in Slack unless it it t’ young children, an’ you ain’t a child dragon with no name” the woman replied “Suicide mission or not you were still reckless” she added before staring to walk off.
Fira didn’t bother glancing back to see if he was following “There is a small ‘andful a people I enjoy th’ company of, as of right now ye are not part a tha’ list, don’t mean ye cant be though” she spoke softly, continuing to walk through the woods, moving over branches and stones “an’ if I recall correctly, You weren’t a ‘uman last time we met either”
The teen instantly lightened up at her words. Shoving both hands in his pockets, he blinked at the other. “Ha. Might as well be, thought. Wouldn’t ya’ agree?” He passed over the part about his name - there didn’t have to be an entire speech, conversation, or argument, did there? - But from what he picked up, the dark-haired teen wasn’t sure if she was being sarcastic or not. Sometimes people just couldn’t make it that obvious. Perhaps she wasn’t though; he wasn’t sure. “True dat,” he responded half-heartedly, though it still held the ingredients to be used in a jokingly way. But a rather clever one from his point of view, anyway.
Silently, he began to follow her. Gaze travelled to the ground below him, every rock and leaf was accounted for in his mind. His footsteps were rather graceful and stealthy, as they gave away any noise whatsoever. Even twigs didn’t snap from beneath his footing. It wasn’t very purposeful, just by default. Though mostly it was instinct to stay as quiet as he could, after all he was taught in the art of doing so. And that lesson was never to be forgotten by him, not in a million years.
Taking a deep inhale of breathe, he said,”Yeah, but I actually have an excuse.” The teen chuckled lightly. Oh, how could he explain this to good ole’ Fi? Well, where there’s a will, there’s a way. His train of thought was nearly forgotten as he avoided tripping over a rather large stone which was jutting out form the ground. Luckily, h was able to keep his balance and merely dodge the obstacle with his light footwork. Thinking of how embarrassing it would’ve been if he tripped over and fell, he suppressed yet another light chuckle.
She had known the boy for awhile know. She sat next to him watching the sun set over the ocean. She enjoyed his presence and company. She looked over at him, again she had that funny feeling in her tummy. She didn’t like it, but liked the feeling at the same time.
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The silence was welcoming in a way but still she didnt like it. "That was a beautiful sunset....dont you think?" she did not know what else to say for she still had those feeling circling her. She knew that it would probably never happen between them...but she could always dream. For he was the only Night Fury that she had seen in well over 15 years. For he already left once and that about tore her appart, and the thought of him leaving forever, it about crushed her. She shook off the thought and concentrated on the now. For he was here and beside he.
"Hm?" The teen turned to glance over at his friend before realizing what she had actually said. "Yeah, guess so," he stated, turning back to eye the blend of colors, mixing and disappearing all at once. The boy brought his knees near his chest and casually lifted both arms and placed them atop of his legs. Blinking, he added in thoughtfully,"Seen better, though." As of now, he decided his human form was best, though he quickly reasoned that perhaps later he could turn to his half-dragon, half-human form later. Yeah, later.
The teen tilted his head slightly and squinted at the wondrous sky before him as it twisted into the darkest of shades. Soon to be black, an empty and bottomless pit of black, that is. And to him; that was the best part of the entire show. His eyes scanned a certain spot in the soon-to-be-black-but-still-blue skies. How odd. The teen had never spotted that star before, peculiar. He took a single moment to glance back at his friend. Mainly to see how she was coping, for he was probably a bore to be with now. IT was just one of those times, again.