Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew was perched on the edge of her bed, optics wide and glowing…

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed RP

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: cockscrewdahearts: Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed…

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew tries to respond the best she can, clinging onto him desperately with her face buried in his chest. "I-I was l-looking—" a hiccup interrupts her attempt at trying to explain, "f-for…”. She grapples onto him, trying not to cry as the thunder shakes the ship once again. Cockscrew makes a valiant attempt to stop herself from stuttering and having oil leak from her optics, but her efforts all go wasted. She slowly sinks to the ground in a wet heap, her robe drenched through and hanging pitifully on her shoulders. She closed her eyes and places her hands over her face, her memory of what happened when she was younger repeating over and over inside her head. Just as it always did during storms. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. He rubbed her back in an attempt to calm her down. “You don’t ever have to worry about me, I promise." He gently pushed her away from his chest in order to wipe away her tears. “I promise."

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew nods and reached a wet hand up to wipe at her face. "Don’t go out.. Don’t go out. Stay with me." She manages to speak without stuttering and grabs onto his hands, clutching them as if they were a life line.She slowly rises from her spot on the floor, despite being weak at the knees, and holds onto him. "I-I’m sorry Vincent, I thought…" 

[draconianvincent-blog]

"there’s no need to be scared, Heart. I got you. I’ll stay with you." He squeezed her hand reassuringly, making sure she wasn’t going to fall over.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew holds onto his hand and leads him to his room, head bowed down and fingers tightening around his own with each boom of thunder overhead. "I just hate storms… I can never sleep, and I went looking for you. Then I thought you were in the storm, so I tried to go out on the balcony to find you.." 

She runs a hand through her wet hair, "I didn’t want to be alone tonight”

[draconianvincent-blog]

"You don't have to be. Come into my room and let's dry you off." He rubbed her shoulder comfortingly.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew was perched on the edge of her bed, optics wide and glowing…

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed RP

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: cockscrewdahearts: Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed…

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew tries to respond the best she can, clinging onto him desperately with her face buried in his chest. "I-I was l-looking—" a hiccup interrupts her attempt at trying to explain, "f-for…”. She grapples onto him, trying not to cry as the thunder shakes the ship once again. Cockscrew makes a valiant attempt to stop herself from stuttering and having oil leak from her optics, but her efforts all go wasted. She slowly sinks to the ground in a wet heap, her robe drenched through and hanging pitifully on her shoulders. She closed her eyes and places her hands over her face, her memory of what happened when she was younger repeating over and over inside her head. Just as it always did during storms. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. He rubbed her back in an attempt to calm her down. “You don’t ever have to worry about me, I promise." He gently pushed her away from his chest in order to wipe away her tears. “I promise."

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew nods and reached a wet hand up to wipe at her face. "Don’t go out.. Don’t go out. Stay with me." She manages to speak without stuttering and grabs onto his hands, clutching them as if they were a life line.She slowly rises from her spot on the floor, despite being weak at the knees, and holds onto him. "I-I’m sorry Vincent, I thought…" 

[draconianvincent-blog]

"there's no need to be scared, Heart. I got you. I'll stay with you." He squeezed her hand reassuringly, making sure she wasn't going to fall over.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew was perched on the edge of her bed, optics wide and glowing…

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed RP

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: cockscrewdahearts: Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed…

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew tries to respond the best she can, clinging onto him desperately with her face buried in his chest. "I-I was l-looking—" a hiccup interrupts her attempt at trying to explain, "f-for…”. She grapples onto him, trying not to cry as the thunder shakes the ship once again. Cockscrew makes a valiant attempt to stop herself from stuttering and having oil leak from her optics, but her efforts all go wasted. She slowly sinks to the ground in a wet heap, her robe drenched through and hanging pitifully on her shoulders. She closed her eyes and places her hands over her face, her memory of what happened when she was younger repeating over and over inside her head. Just as it always did during storms. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. He rubbed her back in an attempt to calm her down. "You don't ever have to worry about me, I promise." He gently pushed her away from his chest in order to wipe away her tears. "I promise."

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew was perched on the edge of her bed, optics wide and glowing in the thick blackness of night. It was storming, wind howling and ship rocking as it drifted uneasily in the pouring rain. She...

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed RP

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: cockscrewdahearts: Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed...

Cockscrew stepped one foot onto the soaked balcony, hands grasping onto the outside wall as she made her way out of the room. The rain was hitting the airship so hard that in a manner of minutes she was positively drenched from head to toe. The creaking that the ship was making mid-air was not helping her situation. "Vincent?!" She called out desperately, scanning the skies with flickering optics. She couldn't see him, and the panic that had already set deep into her core grew within each passing minute. She saw no mighty wingspan gliding across blackened sky. 

Cockscrew leaned a little bit away from the wall, trying to crane her neck upward to get a better view, when the ship suddenly shifted in the wind caused her footing to slip. A screech escapes her throat as her soaked form slides toward the railing. She frantically waves her arms out and grabs onto one of the rails just before her body falls off the balcony. A muffled sob escapes her throat as she tries to pull herself back up. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Something was wrong. The balcony door was open and Vincent could smell rain in the hallway. He dashed to the open doorway, and gasped when he saw Heart clinging to the railing. He spread his wings and flew out, grabbing her tight and flying back into the hallway, slamming the door behind them. "What the hell are you doing?" His voice was harsh, but is eyes were full of concern.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew was perched on the edge of her bed, optics wide and glowing in the thick blackness of night. It was storming, wind howling and ship rocking as it drifted uneasily in the pouring rain. She clutched the front of her robe, trying to keep herself calm by idly playing...

[cockscrewdahearts]

Here Be Dragon. His name is Vincent: Closed RP

Cockscrew finally reaches his room and grasps the doorknob with quivering fingers. "V-vince...Vincent are you there?" She cracks the door open to peek inside, noticing that his bed is completely empty. A tremor of fear goes down her spine and her core stops in it's static. She opens the door and walks into the room, staring out onto the sliding glass door adjacent to her. 

"Oh gosh p-please, don't let him be out in this." She whispers to herself, walking to the glass door and grasping the handle. Cockscrew shakes as another crack of lightning flashes beyond the glass door but nonetheless opens it, staring out into the storm trying to spot Vincent in the sky. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Finished with the ballroom, Vincent decided to head to his room for a nap before his nightime flight. He had considered not going out, but he had been in worse flying conditions. It was good for exercising the wings.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Closed RP

Cockscrew was perched on the edge of her bed, optics wide and glowing in the thick blackness of night. It was storming, wind howling and ship rocking as it drifted uneasily in the pouring rain. She clutched the front of her robe, trying to keep herself calm by idly playing with the white lace. A crack of lightning lit up her room and she made a small whimper of displeasure. She stood quickly from her bed and ambled out of the room, trying to keep her composure. She focused on blocking out the loud thundering boom that soon followed her into the hall. She hurried down the hall as fast as her feet could take her, a trembling hand ghosting upon the wall. The lights were already starting to flicker out.

A sudden explosion of thunder caused the ship to make a sharp lean to the left for a moment. A squeak of panic escaped her mouth and she bolted down the hall toward Vincent’s room. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent was in fact not inside his room, he was in the ballroom cleaning up from the night's parties. After hearing the thunder, he looked up and sighed. "Going to be a rough night," he said to nobody in particular. "I hop everyone is alright"

[draconianvincent-blog]

[draconianvincent-blog]

She paused in playing with his hair and leaned on his shoulder, folding her arms and resting her chin on them. “Are you talking about you and your brother? What was he like?”

“His name was Alucard. He was six years older than me. We were very close. Alucard was always much bigger and stronger than me, but never took advantage of it.” Vincent smiled, remembering his brother. “He taught me everything I know about being a warrior, because my father was always away.”

She blinked at the thought of anyone being stronger or bigger than Vincent. “Did he teach you how to fly and all that? He seems like a really good brother.“ 

“Draconians have to teach themselves to fly, but yes, my brother was my overseer.” He thought for a moment. “Would you like to fly, Heart?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

Her optics widen and she looks up to the clear sky, watching the clouds trail idly above. “A-Ah, but… I’m…” she paused and grinned at him, “you really mean it?” Steam begins to plume out of her vents in excitement and she stands up, hands waving frantically. “But I’m so heavy darling, but oh gosh I would love to..“ 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent chuckled. “You forget who I am.” He scooped her up effortlessly and launched into the sky.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew squeaks and grabs onto his chest frantically with one hand while holding her skirt down with the other. She slowly turns her face out from the crook of her neck to look down. She parts her lips in awe and leans a bit forward to get a better view. “This is amazing!”

[draconianvincent-blog]

With only a few flaps of his wings they were miles in the air, shooting upwards beyond the clouds. “How high can you go? The pressure gets pretty intense.”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“I’d say pretty high, the painted lady although a bit old, she knows how to soar but this is completely different!” She says, turning her head to watch his wings work as they climb up in the sky higher and higher. “So this is nothing for you huh?”

[draconianvincent-blog]

“Nothing at all, my dear. Anything you would like to see?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“Oh um the clouds! Can I touch a cloud?” She smiles bright and points to a exceptionally fluffy one while still holding on to him. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

"certainly." He made a nosedive towards the cloud she had pointed to, holding her tight.

[draconianvincent-blog]

[draconianvincent-blog]

She paused in playing with his hair and leaned on his shoulder, folding her arms and resting her chin on them. “Are you talking about you and your brother? What was he like?”

“His name was Alucard. He was six years older than me. We were very close. Alucard was always much bigger and stronger than me, but never took advantage of it.” Vincent smiled, remembering his brother. “He taught me everything I know about being a warrior, because my father was always away.”

She blinked at the thought of anyone being stronger or bigger than Vincent. “Did he teach you how to fly and all that? He seems like a really good brother.“ 

“Draconians have to teach themselves to fly, but yes, my brother was my overseer.” He thought for a moment. “Would you like to fly, Heart?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

Her optics widen and she looks up to the clear sky, watching the clouds trail idly above. “A-Ah, but… I’m…” she paused and grinned at him, “you really mean it?” Steam begins to plume out of her vents in excitement and she stands up, hands waving frantically. “But I’m so heavy darling, but oh gosh I would love to..“ 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent chuckled. “You forget who I am.” He scooped her up effortlessly and launched into the sky.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew squeaks and grabs onto his chest frantically with one hand while holding her skirt down with the other. She slowly turns her face out from the crook of her neck to look down. She parts her lips in awe and leans a bit forward to get a better view. “This is amazing!”

[draconianvincent-blog]

With only a few flaps of his wings they were miles in the air, shooting upwards beyond the clouds. “How high can you go? The pressure gets pretty intense.”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“I’d say pretty high, the painted lady although a bit old, she knows how to soar but this is completely different!” She says, turning her head to watch his wings work as they climb up in the sky higher and higher. “So this is nothing for you huh?”

[draconianvincent-blog]

"Nothing at all, my dear. Anything you would like to see?"

[draconianvincent-blog]

[draconianvincent-blog]

She paused in playing with his hair and leaned on his shoulder, folding her arms and resting her chin on them. “Are you talking about you and your brother? What was he like?”

“His name was Alucard. He was six years older than me. We were very close. Alucard was always much bigger and stronger than me, but never took advantage of it.” Vincent smiled, remembering his brother. “He taught me everything I know about being a warrior, because my father was always away.”

She blinked at the thought of anyone being stronger or bigger than Vincent. “Did he teach you how to fly and all that? He seems like a really good brother.“ 

“Draconians have to teach themselves to fly, but yes, my brother was my overseer.” He thought for a moment. “Would you like to fly, Heart?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

Her optics widen and she looks up to the clear sky, watching the clouds trail idly above. “A-Ah, but… I’m…” she paused and grinned at him, “you really mean it?” Steam begins to plume out of her vents in excitement and she stands up, hands waving frantically. “But I’m so heavy darling, but oh gosh I would love to..“ 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent chuckled. “You forget who I am.” He scooped her up effortlessly and launched into the sky.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew squeaks and grabs onto his chest frantically with one hand while holding her skirt down with the other. She slowly turns her face out from the crook of her neck to look down. She parts her lips in awe and leans a bit forward to get a better view. “This is amazing!”

[draconianvincent-blog]

With only a few flaps of his wings they were miles in the air, shooting upwards beyond the clouds. "How high can you go? The pressure gets pretty intense."

[draconianvincent-blog]

[draconianvincent-blog]

She paused in playing with his hair and leaned on his shoulder, folding her arms and resting her chin on them. “Are you talking about you and your brother? What was he like?”

“His name was Alucard. He was six years older than me. We were very close. Alucard was always much bigger and stronger than me, but never took advantage of it.” Vincent smiled, remembering his brother. “He taught me everything I know about being a warrior, because my father was always away.”

She blinked at the thought of anyone being stronger or bigger than Vincent. “Did he teach you how to fly and all that? He seems like a really good brother.“ 

“Draconians have to teach themselves to fly, but yes, my brother was my overseer.” He thought for a moment. “Would you like to fly, Heart?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

Her optics widen and she looks up to the clear sky, watching the clouds trail idly above. “A-Ah, but… I’m…” she paused and grinned at him, “you really mean it?” Steam begins to plume out of her vents in excitement and she stands up, hands waving frantically. “But I’m so heavy darling, but oh gosh I would love to..“ 

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent chuckled. "You forget who I am." He scooped her up effortlessly and launched into the sky.

[draconianvincent-blog]

[draconianvincent-blog]

She paused in playing with his hair and leaned on his shoulder, folding her arms and resting her chin on them. “Are you talking about you and your brother? What was he like?”

“His name was Alucard. He was six years older than me. We were very close. Alucard was always much bigger and stronger than me, but never took advantage of it.” Vincent smiled, remembering his brother. “He taught me everything I know about being a warrior, because my father was always away.”

She blinked at the thought of anyone being stronger or bigger than Vincent. “Did he teach you how to fly and all that? He seems like a really good brother.“ 

"Draconians have to teach themselves to fly, but yes, my brother was my overseer." He thought for a moment. "Would you like to fly, Heart?"

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent sat outside, sunning himself. His wings were spread, and his eyes closed. He was humming a peaceful tune, one that his mother sang to him when he was a child.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew smiled as she walked up a hill just behind the painted lady, steam…

[cockscrewdahearts]

“I am,” she takes a pause to huff and sit on the ground next to him, “Just dandy! I saw you from,” she paused once more to “breathe”, just one of those handy little human tricks she’s picked up over the years, “the balcony so I brought you lunch!” 

Cockscrew gently places the basket in his lap and places her hands on her knees, watching him

[draconianvincent-blog]

He opens one eye and gives a faint smile. “What’s this?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“Food! I think there’s at least 10 sandwiches and some fruit in there” She smiled at him and folded her knees beneath her, smoothing out some wrinkles in her skirt. “They wouldn’t let me cook like I had wanted, insisted on making it, I didn’t know how much you wanted either.” 

[draconianvincent-blog]

“Quite a lot.” He grinned at Heart. Vincent opened the basket and took a sniff. “It smells good. Do robots eat?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

She raises a finger to her lips and taps them for a moment in thought, “Well we can… but it’s not exactly good for us. I can taste things though! I was given sensors, tried to be made as human as anatomically as possible.” Cockscrew  watched him and smiled, “I like strawberries, I can bite them just enough that I can taste the juice a bit.“ 

She reaches down to pluck a blade of grass from the ground, playing with it innocently before looking at him again. “What is your favorite food? So next time I know“ 

[draconianvincent-blog]

“Venison. There were many deer in horroria, and my father was a rather accomplished hunter. Of course, they weren’t the same as the deer on earth. But they taste pretty much the same.”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“What made them different, the deer?” she asked in between trying to blow on the blade of grass to make it squeak. She soon gave up and dropped the grass to the ground and choosing to occupy her time by playing with Vincent’s hair. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

“They were much bigger. And more vicious. We used to try and ride them when we were children. I miss those times.”

[cockscrewdahearts]

She paused in playing with his hair and leaned on his shoulder, folding her arms and resting her chin on them. “Are you talking about you and your brother? What was he like?”

[draconianvincent-blog]

"His name was Alucard. He was six years older than me. We were very close. Alucard was always much bigger and stronger than me, but never took advantage of it." Vincent smiled, remembering his brother. "He taught me everything I know about being a warrior, because my father was always away."

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent sat outside, sunning himself. His wings were spread, and his eyes closed. He was humming a peaceful tune, one that his mother sang to him when he was a child.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew smiled as she walked up a hill just behind the painted lady, steam…

[cockscrewdahearts]

“I am,” she takes a pause to huff and sit on the ground next to him, “Just dandy! I saw you from,” she paused once more to “breathe”, just one of those handy little human tricks she’s picked up over the years, “the balcony so I brought you lunch!” 

Cockscrew gently places the basket in his lap and places her hands on her knees, watching him

[draconianvincent-blog]

He opens one eye and gives a faint smile. “What’s this?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“Food! I think there’s at least 10 sandwiches and some fruit in there” She smiled at him and folded her knees beneath her, smoothing out some wrinkles in her skirt. “They wouldn’t let me cook like I had wanted, insisted on making it, I didn’t know how much you wanted either.” 

[draconianvincent-blog]

“Quite a lot.” He grinned at Heart. Vincent opened the basket and took a sniff. “It smells good. Do robots eat?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

She raises a finger to her lips and taps them for a moment in thought, “Well we can… but it’s not exactly good for us. I can taste things though! I was given sensors, tried to be made as human as anatomically as possible.” Cockscrew  watched him and smiled, “I like strawberries, I can bite them just enough that I can taste the juice a bit.“ 

She reaches down to pluck a blade of grass from the ground, playing with it innocently before looking at him again. “What is your favorite food? So next time I know“ 

[draconianvincent-blog]

“Venison. There were many deer in horroria, and my father was a rather accomplished hunter. Of course, they weren’t the same as the deer on earth. But they taste pretty much the same.”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“What made them different, the deer?” she asked in between trying to blow on the blade of grass to make it squeak. She soon gave up and dropped the grass to the ground and choosing to occupy her time by playing with Vincent’s hair. 

[draconianvincent-blog]

"They were much bigger. And more vicious. We used to try and ride them when we were children. I miss those times."

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent sat outside, sunning himself. His wings were spread, and his eyes closed. He was humming a peaceful tune, one that his mother sang to him when he was a child.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew smiled as she walked up a hill just behind the painted lady, steam…

[cockscrewdahearts]

“I am,” she takes a pause to huff and sit on the ground next to him, “Just dandy! I saw you from,” she paused once more to “breathe”, just one of those handy little human tricks she’s picked up over the years, “the balcony so I brought you lunch!” 

Cockscrew gently places the basket in his lap and places her hands on her knees, watching him

[draconianvincent-blog]

He opens one eye and gives a faint smile. “What’s this?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“Food! I think there’s at least 10 sandwiches and some fruit in there” She smiled at him and folded her knees beneath her, smoothing out some wrinkles in her skirt. “They wouldn’t let me cook like I had wanted, insisted on making it, I didn’t know how much you wanted either.” 

[draconianvincent-blog]

“Quite a lot.” He grinned at Heart. Vincent opened the basket and took a sniff. “It smells good. Do robots eat?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

She raises a finger to her lips and taps them for a moment in thought, “Well we can… but it’s not exactly good for us. I can taste things though! I was given sensors, tried to be made as human as anatomically as possible.” Cockscrew  watched him and smiled, “I like strawberries, I can bite them just enough that I can taste the juice a bit.“ 

She reaches down to pluck a blade of grass from the ground, playing with it innocently before looking at him again. “What is your favorite food? So next time I know“ 

[draconianvincent-blog]

"Venison. There were many deer in horroria, and my father was a rather accomplished hunter. Of course, they weren't the same as the deer on earth. But they taste pretty much the same."

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent sat outside, sunning himself. His wings were spread, and his eyes closed. He was humming a peaceful tune, one that his mother sang to him when he was a child.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew smiled as she walked up a hill just behind the painted lady, steam…

[cockscrewdahearts]

“I am,” she takes a pause to huff and sit on the ground next to him, “Just dandy! I saw you from,” she paused once more to “breathe”, just one of those handy little human tricks she’s picked up over the years, “the balcony so I brought you lunch!” 

Cockscrew gently places the basket in his lap and places her hands on her knees, watching him

[draconianvincent-blog]

He opens one eye and gives a faint smile. “What’s this?”

[cockscrewdahearts]

“Food! I think there’s at least 10 sandwiches and some fruit in there” She smiled at him and folded her knees beneath her, smoothing out some wrinkles in her skirt. “They wouldn’t let me cook like I had wanted, insisted on making it, I didn’t know how much you wanted either.” 

[draconianvincent-blog]

"Quite a lot." He grinned at Heart. Vincent opened the basket and took a sniff. "It smells good. Do robots eat?"

[draconianvincent-blog]

Vincent sat outside, sunning himself. His wings were spread, and his eyes closed. He was humming a peaceful tune, one that his mother sang to him when he was a child.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew smiled as she walked up a hill just behind the painted lady, steam…

[cockscrewdahearts]

“I am,” she takes a pause to huff and sit on the ground next to him, “Just dandy! I saw you from,” she paused once more to “breathe”, just one of those handy little human tricks she’s picked up over the years, “the balcony so I brought you lunch!” 

Cockscrew gently places the basket in his lap and places her hands on her knees, watching him

[draconianvincent-blog]

He opens one eye and gives a faint smile. "What's this?"

[draconianvincent-blog]

Closed RP

Vincent sat outside, sunning himself. His wings were spread, and his eyes closed. He was humming a peaceful tune, one that his mother sang to him when he was a child.

[cockscrewdahearts]

Cockscrew smiled as she walked up a hill just behind the painted lady, steam puffing away as she made her way toward him. One hand hiking up her more conservative skirt and blouse while the other carrying a picnic basket. As she neared the top of the hill she finally saw just the person she was looking for. A trail of steam puffed out of her mouth, “Ah Vincent! Hello!” 

[draconianvincent-blog]

His wings fluttered, giving a silent acknowledgement of her presence. He didn't open his eyes, still very much at peace. "Hello Heart. How are you?"