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[legendoftongueflame-blog]

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Yaiba was seeing things. He had to be seeing things because he had never actually seen a dragon in person before. His eyes fell on the woman next to the noble creature – she appeared to be dressed to match (which was definitely the most metal thing Yaiba had seen here in this city).

He couldn’t stop staring… he was going to be stuck there for a while.

[troiamistis]

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he supposed he should be shocked, face to face with a beast of legend. could be worse-- the monster could’ve bitten his head off and been done with it by now if it meant any great measure of harm. at the moment, he was probably some new curious thing it’s found and still can’t gauge, and he was alright with that. 

his initial surprise eased away, brows lowering, leaving a tempered smile in its wake, and he raised a hand into view. in its palm was nestled a block of wood, partially carved into what was thus far appearing the shape of a wyvern-- at least, that’s what the book he was using for reference called it.

          “so, how’s it lookin’? okay so far?” 

may as well get an opinion from a real dragon, right? at least a snort of approval or something. if it ate him, he’d know who to blame. the book-- obviously the book.

[enmasques]

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          SWEAT BEADS ACROSS FAIR FEATURES, the rush of his heart roaring to muffle the sounds around him. ❝ W-Wait! I can explain! ❞ one palm pushes outward at the creature, something akin to a large lizard indeed with what seems to be none other than a crumpled rose in its jowls. a gift, at one point, meant for the woman beside it were it not eaten with protective intent. stepping back, both hands instantly lift to surrender himself in hopes that the swift display of concede might show he meant no harm in the slightest.

          ❝ I just wanted to give a flower as beautiful as this miss was, I swear--- ❞

[desiderious]

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“How could that thing... be your pet... Doesn’t it scare you? What an unfitting pairing, too...” 

Admittedly, the young woman that stood in front of her was charming. True, she was wearing heavily outdated attires to separate her from a few, but she had seen many at this point that were from different periods in time. Upon first sight, she hadn’t thought the lizard-like creature was an actual lizard if it hadn’t squirmed around her. Of course, she was taken aback by the sight of it but digressed from there on.

[sanguinetactics]

MINERVAKINS

“ Ms. Cherche may I ask you something? I’ve been trying to come up with an answer to my dilemma when the potential answer was in, well, others I would presume. It has to do with relationships and mother was far too busy to ask so I was hoping you could provide me with some insight. “ 

[strayxiii]

Eyes were staring down at something he wasn’t too sure what it was.  Laying on his stomach, Train was eyeing a mini.. dragon? thing?  What was it?  Why was it so small?  Sure, he had fun with a huge T-Rex before, but this was a tad bit different.  So what was it, and why was it here?  Did it belong to someone, or was it another creature of the city?

“Well, it can’t be all that safe for ya out here.  Wanna come with me until we find something el-” he had started to say with a hand reaching out.  Unfortunately, the creature wasn’t taking anything from anyone and a mouth was chomping down on his finger.  His reaction?

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!?  WHAT THE HELL!?  GET IT OFF!”

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[seraymeric]

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     Frigid are the winds that blow throughout the city streets, vaguely reminiscent of his home where snow covered the streets and fields in excess. Of those days was it necessary to remain covered, warmed by what apparel you could place upon yourself without restricting your being, much akin to the very piece of head-cloth that now laid trapped upon his figure due to the harsh breeze of the day. Gloved fingers are swift to pluck it from his form, glancing at it inquisitively before looking upward to see another not far before him.

     While she did not look distressed in light of her missing garment, it was apparent that she was in search for it. Thus, he offers the item in her direction, speaking only once her eyes take note of it.

     ❝ I take this is of your belonging. ❞

[rootedinvengeance-blog]

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----[♕] It seems that small dragons are not at all unusual here. He recalls the other woman he met, the one with a baby dragon perched upon her shoulder. Ah, but this creature is smaller still; perhaps it is merely a lizard, though its admittedly beautiful wings suggest otherwise.

“...You’re not the only one here with a dragon, you know.”

He offers a soft, genuine smile -- a rare sight. All the while, his eyes remain fixed on the reptile. [♕]----