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Ah, yes. His second favourite fruit has showed up at last.

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crazy-anonymous-dragonfruit started following you
Ah, yes. His second favourite fruit has showed up at last.
☤ (Two possible scenarios here: either Kayla's been committed too or she's planning to bust Kairoz out of there)
My character has been committed to an asylum. Send me ☤ for their reaction to yours visiting them.
Surprise and shock lined the dragon’s face at the sight of Kayla. Kairoz had sat hunched against the cold stone, as still as a statue and deep within his mind, as he had always been. He hoped his was sane, he truly did, maybe he was hallucinating, it had been too long since he had last seen somebody, too long.
Out of everyone in the world, he did not expect her to come. Why? Why did she came? For a time being he just watched her quietly, hollow eyes assessing her face. There was a twinge of shame that fluttered in his chest, it must be shocking, to see such a thin, gaunt figure instead of the proud, defiant dragon the girl had met. A hand closed into a tight fist, humiliated.
“Why..why are you here?”
♠
Send me a ♠ for what my character thinks of yours in three words
“Stubborn, immature, irritating.”
"Can I sleep on your couch?"
“Fine, but please try not to make a big mess. If you do I’ll make you clean it up afterwards.”
His tone was light, but it brought a very faint threatening ring to the words. The dragon was not too cautious of the girl but he did hated unruliness around his place.
“Let’s die looking like a Peruvian folk band.”
“Why should I do such acts of stupidity?” Keeping his tone coolly polite, he refrained himself from rising his voice in high pitched irritation. A long, blonde brow was arched in questioning towards Kayla.
“I can save the universe using a kettle and some string. And look at me, I’m wearing a vegetable!”
“Prove it then, Lady Kayla.”
There was a highly amused sneer on the dragon’s expression as he folded back his arms casually and relaxed back against the wall.
"Don't look at me, I ain't biting no more butts."
“You aren’t going biting any Orc’s rear ends! All I want you is to retrieve the piece of glass within his bag.” Kairoz rubbed his hand across his face, clearly exasperated by this girl.
He then gestured with a callused hand towards the sentry guard, who stood with a lack of concern of his post and wandered around the area, occasionally kicking up a rock from the dusty ground. There was a large bag around the Orc, patched old and seemingly worthless. But it contained a valuable item to the Bronze.
"My ancestors sent me a lizard to help me?" ((I seriously need this. I don't know why, but I need it.))
The Timekeeper guffawed at first but quickly descended into a fit of rage.There was dark glower at Kayla’s direction as the elven ears of the dragon was flattened back in anger. Spitting with fury and outrageousness, Kairoz spat at The mortal, baring teeth and forgetting all of his manners.
Dragons were known for their immense Pride in self, it was really a downfall for such wise creatures.
“I am not a blighted Lizard! I am a Dragon, a Bronze Dragon if you may. Lizards are lowly creatures! Dragons are graceful Rulers of the Sky!”
((Omg