#derierii

[ephelameral]

@derierii // cont.

Elizabeth shrugged, hands braced on her hips. “Pretty sure whoever brought the dragon here would punch my lights out if I got rid of--”

Fire blasted across the field toward her, barely to her left. A scowl crossed her face. “Oh, fuck you too, bastard.” Yes, she was talking to a wild dragon like it could respond--no, she wasn’t going to stop.

[ephelameral]

“Is that a fucking dragon?”

Eyes of midnight blue drift over to the massive beast currently clawing up the grounds in front of the Boar Hat, flames crackling in its maw. She furrows her brow. “Well, shit. I knew Diane wanted more pets in the tavern, but I didn’t think she’d go for…” One hand gestured vaguely at the creature as it reared back and shrieked. “That. But to answer your question, darlin’…yeah.”

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               there is something melancholic about her smile — the kinship she feels for the other a pleasant sensation. enemies cannot be cordial, or so they say, but are the closest friends not the ones with whom you have crossed blades?

                  ❝ pain in the ass, indeed.                   though, in your case, i would say that                   it is not unwelcome. ❞