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@khaleesiwyvern
**Trix glares at Wyvern as she reaches into her bag and pulls out a safety pin. She pops the balloon, not breaking eye contact, then drops the pin back into her bag.** So don’t do it.
[Wyvern stares at the empty air where the balloon used to be, remaining quiet for a moment and then looking back at Trix with a frown]
[laughs] Ok what are your classes then? We’ll start there.
[looks at the bow on her wrist] Thanks.
[Wyvern smiles at the other girl and crosses her arms as she tries to list her classes. Her eyes keep darting to the balloon drifting above Heather and then occasionally to her eyes.] Uh. Y’know, there’s my human classes...Um, the boring classes like languages. I adapt, so I don’t see the point in going to that one.
**swats the balloon away** Just do your own shit, it’s not that fucking hard!
[Wyvern frowns and places the string in Trix’s hand.] Here, just take it. It’ll make you look happier or at least like a demented child from one of those human movies.
And yes it is hard when you’ve missed about a week worth of classes.
[blushes slightly when her hand is taken] Do you even know what your homework was? Maybe they didn’t notice your absence.
Do I?...
Uh, no... I generally have no idea what the homework is. [She laughs and then finishes tying the balloon with a bow.] That’s why I try to find lovely people to do it for me.
Wow.
That’s so not impressive.
How can anyone not fall in love with this? [Wyvern hits Trix with the balloon]
I’ll be honest, your smile might’ve had something to do with it too.
So what’re we working on?
Well then. I’ll keep that in mind.
Just give me whatever you have? Maybe something of yours will help me out, because we have zero classes together. I’m pretty sure if I had you in at least one, [Wyvern takes Heather’s hand and begins to tie the balloon to her wrist] I’d be on honor roll.
i want the tiny dragons from goblet of fire for christmas. i want to make them little sandwiches and they can roast them with their teeny lil fire mouths. i want them to spit fire at people that are stupid i want them to sit on my shoulder and roar into my ear and accidentally set my hair on fire
That’s all I get? Not even a maybe?
But I got you this-[Wyvern struggles to grab the balloon and show the picture to Trix] Look at this fucking monkey. It’s adorable.
Fine. But just because you brought the balloon.
Well good. If I had known your weakness was monkey balloons, I probably would’ve tried winning you over a lot more times.
Damn, I almost missed ya a bit.
Monkey balloon gets you help, but I require a meal to do it for ya
Telling by that sly move to get me to have dinner with you, I’d say you missed me more than a bit.
Look, I love you, but I’m not doing all your homework. I’ll take the balloon though.
I’m sure if the roles were reversed, I’d absolutely let you copy. That’s gotta get me at least a peek.
Yes, I know I haven’t been around. But, I uh, got you this balloon with a monkey on it.
So now can you do all the homework I’ve missed?
Oh? *He smirks as his eyes glow* What else can you do? I do enjoy anyone that can keep up after all. Me, I’m a phoenix. *His wings sprouted from his back and ignited* The firebird of legend and such. And you, Wyvern?
A whole bunch of things. [Wyvern laughs and looks at his wings excitedly] I feel like we’re in a pissing match. [She leans in and whispers with a grin] Mine are bigger.
Dragon. Of village lore and medieval tales. Just haven’t figured out all the tricks yet.
“Hey, what-” Alec jumped as suddenly Wyvern was far too close for comfort, snatching his phone right out of his pocket. Highly affronted yet too dazed by her boldness to do anything, Alec watched with mounting confusion as Wyvern proceeded to shout at his phone. His outrage snapped quickly into the exasperated annoyance he constantly felt when dealing with any of his peers.
“Okay,” he began quietly, reaching out and gently taking his phone back. “One, do not ever reach into my pocket again. Two, that is not how Siri works. Three, pizza would be where all food always is, the cafeteria. And four, do not ever reach into my pocket again.”
Wyvern frowned as he took back his phone and patronized her. She narrowed her eyes and blew out a raspberry. “Five,” she added, taking the phone from him again. “You need to lighten up, you grump.” She waved the phone in front of him and made a face. “I know how it works.” She turned the phone around and then flipped it over, not sure if the button was supposed to go on the bottom or the top.
“And six, the stupid staircases were moving or whatever. Like that warthogs thing you said.” She squinted her eyes as she pressed a button on the phone, only managing to turn up the volume. “And I couldn’t remember where the cafeteria was because of the moving. And, and-ergh. Take your stupid brick. ” She let out an agitated noise and gave Alec back his phone then placed her hands on her hips and eyed the device with a glare. She could learn languages in a heartbeat but apparently technology was not one she could take on.
*Mal raised an eyebrow at her display, impressed* Not bad. I rarely can’t, after all. *He draped his arms over her hips as he moved slowly* Malcolm. Pleasure, Wyvern
Not bad? [She laughs and blows a little smoke up against his jaw] Just wait till you see what else I can do. I’ll give you a run for your money.
You can’t be the hellhound I’ve heard about, since you can make fire, so what are you Malcolm?
♫ I’m too hot, dot damn, call the police and the fire man!♫ *Mal smirked as he spun towards the girl, light flames dancing around him as he moved* And who do I have the pleasure of being my partner?
[Wyvern’s eyes widen at the flames igniting around him. She grins and then puckers her lips to blow out a small puff of fire] Guess you can keep up. [She turns around so that her back is to his front] Wyvern. Who are you?
Let’s do it.
[She watches the girl, her hair in particular as it flies around her face. Wyvern smiles and tries to mimic her as she continues to dance]
I like how you move. What’s your name?
