#concussiontactician

[grandmastermystery]

"Mother! There you are! Would you walk over there for a moment, please?" Morgan asked the tactician with a wide-eyed smile. He seemed much too eager to have her go towards a slightly depressed part of a nearby path...

"Hello Morgan. I’m sorry, I’m a little busy at the moment. Do you need something? We can just talk here." 

Looking in the direction that Morgan was pointing, Robin became suspicious. There was absolutely nothing of interest down that dark and narrow path. Why would he want her to go over there? Robin knew her son was up to something. 

[concussiontactician]

The Mirror Never Lies | Tiki + Morgan

"… You can’t teach me? B-But, I already asked Nah, and she stared at me like you just did and got dragged away by Nowi to play…" He trailed off into a pitiful mumble and looked down. The sound of his heart breaking followed the slump of his shoulders. At the Manakete’s offer, however, he blinked and piqued up again.

"Oh, oh, I know! Manaketes can live for ages, and have pointy ears! Also, sleep for as long as you want! And I think you can talk to Naga, as well—!" The boy’s smile returned as he exclaimed and shot up an arm as though he were answering a school teacher’s question. Unfortunately, much like a student, he also had an insatiable curiosity.

"Wait, does that mean the Goddess is real, too? If that’s the case, why do people think she doesn’t exist? Do people who believe in Grima also believe in Naga? Why does Grima exist? If all he can do is bring about destruction, there’s nothing for his followers to gain—it doesn’t make any sense!" He continued rambling to himself, until he suddenly gasped.

"… I don’t have pointy ears. Is that why I can’t turn into a dragon?"

… At least he returned to the topic at hand.

[divinevoicetiki]

Tiki watched as Morgan thought up and spouted out his answer. As she had expected, there was very little the boy knew. Rather than answering Morgan's question, she began to speak of her kind.

"Manaketes are much more dragon than we are human... Once, far in our past, we existed only in dragon form... We were forced to take on human forms and put our power into these dragonstones for the sake of our existence... We were dying out."

Tiki closed her eyes. Would he even understand? Would anyone? This species looked for any human feature they could. They looked for any similarity between others and themselves that they could. It was why the Divine Dragon tribe was the only tribe that would ever find even a bit of acceptance in this world, and why Tiki woke to them being the only tribe left on their continent.

She feared that Manaketes would forever be reduced to being known as humans with abilities of transformation.

"You are a human, Morgan... There is no shame in that. As a human there is much you are capable of that I am not, the same way that I am capable of certain things you are not. I can never be like you. Just the way you can never be like me, either."

[divinevoicetiki]

"Um, Miss Tiki, right? I hear you're a really strong Manakete--even stronger than Nowi and Nah! Do you think you could teach me how to transform into a dragon, too?" Morgan asked with a wide-eyed smile, practically trembling with anticipation.

Stare.

Did this boy really think that…? Tiki gazed at Morgan in disbelief. It had been a long time since she met such an ignorant child. Far too long. She about pitied his unknowing of the world.

"…No." she sighed. "But I can teach you of my kind. As well as the differences between your species and mine."

It would be necessary at this point.

[pronetoviolins]

concussiontactician replied to your post:Today is Brady's Birthday.

"Brady, I picked out some of those flowers I saw you staring at for a long time! I didn’t say anything because I thought you were praying or something… Well—anyway, I hope you like them!"

"Flowers...?" Brady took the flowers with a trembling hand. They were indeed the same flowers he'd been staring at--the same flowers he'd tenderly watered just the day before, quietly encouraging them to grow tall and beautiful.

And now they were dying in his hands.

Brady burst into tears.

[crimsonwarlordwalhart-blog]

concussiontactician replied to your post:"Is it true you don't consume any meat? Not even bear meat?"

"So that’s why your hair is so white… (the camp’s priest doesn’t eat meat either, and his hair is almost as pale as yours)"

"Insolent child! Do not compare me to some simpering priest! My diet has nothing to do with the color of my hair."

[voodoobloodmagic]

I wonder if Morgan still has any of his baby teeth...