Mar 8, 2017
My last look at London from the plane last night. #londonadventures #london #nighttimeflight
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My last look at London from the plane last night. #londonadventures #london #nighttimeflight
He whimpered again and flinched at the branch, closing his eyes and waiting for the inevitable smack. His head texture briefly glitched over to his human head before reverting back to the Night Fury one.
Turbo still kept the branch raised, but didn't swing it. He wasn't planning to attack, after all. Just defend himself if needed.
A glitch passed through Abraxen as well, and a look of disbelief on his face; "Turbo..." The tears that had been threatening to show finally did, spilling over his cheeks and down onto the cake-y ground. He recoiled slowly, tugging himself away from Turbo. He couldn't feel any more horrible.
Turbo shook, his chest heaving, and managed to get to his feet. He grabbed a fallen bough on the ground nearby and raised it threateningly. "You -- !"
Abraxen, realizing his advances were scaring the poor racer, slid off the gumdrop and collapsed on the ground in front of Turbo. He fought back the fresh wave of tears pricking at his eyes- He didn't want to scare anybody, especially his loved ones. He reached forward with a clawed hand and touched Turbo's hand lightly with a claw; "Please... I don't want to hurt you..."
A fierce glitch tore its way through Turbo's code, and he yanked his hand back sharply. "Get away!" he tried to shout, but his throat was too choked-up to manage.
Uh oh. Not again. "No- Wait, Turbo, please, it's me, Abraxen! P-Please, don' run..." He crawled half-over the gumdrop in an attempt to get closer, not realizing he looked sort of menacing. But on his face he was clearly scared.
Turbo shrieked and scrambled back, but stumbled over his own feet and went crashing to the ground. "No!"
Abraxen spotted Turbo and moved a little closer. He wondered if he should call out to him, or maybe just hint at him being there. Before he could think, he'd raised his head slightly from his hiding place behind a gumdrop, speaking in a semi-hushed voice; "T...Turbo?" He whined slightly. There were tear marks running down his scaled cheeks.
Turbo tensed. "Wha...who's there?" He spun on his heels, but upon coming face-to-face with the black dragon Cybrid, his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.
A deep blue Cybrid crawls between some thick candy cane trees, in search of his love. He didn't want to show himself, the terrified faces of people he'd actually called friends reminding him that he had to be cautious. Repeat had stayed home, knowing this would probably be serious. Abraxen was making more noise than intended, and he flinched at every false step. Where was Turbo?
The daily Random Roster Race had just finished up, and now Turbo was bidding goodbye to the other racers. He needed a walk; just some time alone. And of course he had no idea about the Cybrid lurking in the forest...
>He didn't take off, though. Instead he waited for dark Turbo.< Yes, yeu too. C'mon, party-pooper, m'not leavin' one Turbo behind. I'll pick ye up m'self and carry ye there, I mean it.
Dark Turbo: Buzz off, Mayfly, I ain't goin'.