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Post by Gem Hawksong on Jan 3, 2011 18:59:03 GMT 10
A thudding sound met their ears and Ignitus roared in greating to the golden dragon with the dark grey underbody that lands. "What brings yo, Volteer?" he asked.
“I have come up because I have perceived the vital principle of my rider's being liveborn.” the yellow dragon chuckled. Then he looked at Tahaur. "You are the one I quest for right now. There is aught you can do to get do away with of me either, hatchling.”
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Post by Kanchana on Jan 3, 2011 19:19:14 GMT 10
Tahuar Inarlsen
She halted the painted stag from under her, eyes snapping up to the large, chatty dragon. "Whatver dragon," she said with a roll of her eyes "as if I am going to spend the rest of my life with someone of the likes of you." She sneered, pushing Naluot forth and gestured to the human to follow. Her, she scoffed to herself, a rider of that...chatty dragon? It didn't seem likely, she would most likely kill it if it spoke to much.
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Post by Gem Hawksong on Jan 3, 2011 19:30:01 GMT 10
“Killing ones dragon will only turn one hallucinating,” Volteer replied. “I get the picture of everything your mind, young one. Nothing can be hidden from one of the centenarian Gaurdians. Five hundred years I have undergone without you in my life. Its about time you showed up where I can discover you. No longer shall we of all time be a cappella as once we have been.”
"Enough, Volteer, you're making my head spin trying to figure out all your vocabulary of run on sentences!" Ignitus snarled.
"You ought to acknowledge that it is me, Ignitus. I will not change for anyone, not even my rider. I should take contentment in my frame of reference words, not throw overboard the uses of it."
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Post by Kanchana on Jan 3, 2011 19:58:30 GMT 10
Tahuar Inarlsen
She paused again, eyes snapping around to glare at the already annoying dragon. "Would you shut up already!" she snapped, turning slightly red in the face from yelling. A few people peered out there windows, wondering what this was all about at this kind of the morning. "If you have waited so long, you can wait another five hundred years," she muttered, flicking a hand in his direction before turning to the human. "Well? You coming or not?" she huffed, looking back to the dragon "you can come, but if you shut up okay?" She, and the horse under her, shifted waiting.
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