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Mason Dee | Male | Dragon-Tamer ♧ Mason's eys tripped over her as she kicked off, then Ryu caught his hair. He quickly fluffed the mess of hair and flew up to his level. "I mean, if I had been paying attention then I would've-" he had used his American accent for the past conversation, he had grown tired of the fake one and reverted back to finish the sentence. "but I figured I should have back and make sure you don't fall." He winked at her and smiled, his dimples pushed into his cheeks softly. - Vern Taltaz | Female | Dragon-Rustler ♧ After less then 10 minutes, she got bored of doing nothing and had sat back in the tree, she had grabbed a few handfuls of acorns and started throwing then down again, her eyes shut. She was resting her eyes and basically dropping the acorns now. Some time had passed and she had nearly fallen asleep, then a twig snapped, she jolted awake, very awake. She kicked herself up and standing on the limb, she couldn't see very clearly what it was that had stepped on a twig, she leapt down, her 10 inch blade and 5 inch handled knife ready inhand. She fell right over the young man, landing atop him, she hadn't realized it was a man till after her knife had accidentally sliced a little piece in his throat, it was slightly bleeding out of his neck, but not life threateningly. She paused for a second, she pulled the knife away from his throat and got off, wiping her knife off on her pants, she flipped it back up into the Crocodile Dundee style sheath, it was a belt and an quickly unsheathed style, meaning it came out fast and went in slightly less fast. The sheath was neatly tooled but not visible from its hidden place under her grey and brown leather jacket, is was not seen where the knife had gone as was placed. It was placed like a scabbard over her back, but upside-down so she didn't reach up over her back, but below and slightly to the left side. It was a bit of a reach but it was easy for her to grab the handle and pull it out from her lower back then it was to reach over her shoulder. She offered a hand. "Who are you?" She asked briefly, waiting for him to take her hand so she could help him stand. |
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Sage, male, dragon freer Sage took the food and moved the mistletoe that was still covering him from when the dragons had thrown it everywhere. He had almost started to eat when he lunged across the room and grabbed Beans, stopping him from climbing out the window. He walked back to Amber and sat down, holding the ape with one hand and eating with the other. |
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Sarah Phoenix | Female | Serpent-Tongue Speaker ~ "Aw, thanks. But do you really think I'd fall? I've been riding since I was 7. Granted it wasn't Ryu I was riding, but still." Sarah's response may have been a little snappy, but her tone was friendly. Gosh those dimples- "There's another trick that I showed Rome the other day, I stood up on Ryu's back and shot a couple arrows. How many other people can stand on a dragons' back?" She tucked a loose strand of her back behind her ear and adjusted her sling again. The dislocated shoulder had started to let off a dull ache. |
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Amber, female, dragon tamer Amber chuckled, finished her piece of meat and took Beans off of Sage "I bet you want milk don't you little one" she sweet talked to him as she got up to get the milk Kayda had collected earlier and fed him. Beans fell asleep in her arms and she took another piece of meat and ate it. |
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Amber, female, dragon tamer Amber chuckled, finished her piece of meat and took Beans off of Sage "I bet you want milk don't you little one" she sweet talked to him as she got up to get the milk Kayda had collected earlier and fed him. Beans fell asleep in her arms and she took another piece of meat and ate it. |
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Mason Dee | Male | Dragon-Tamer ♧ Mason looked like he was thinking really hard for about 10 seconds. "Yes I did." He said after a few seconds. "I've been riding since I was 16, that was when I found this." He patted the Albino Tidalwing. "I've only ever fallen when this asshole tosses me or drops me. It's always on purpose too." He felt slightly dizzy watching her move slightly when Ryu would beat his wings to hover. He reached over to his side and put pressure on the aching wound. "Well, I have seen Rome do it, but it's because she's more in tune with Iphtahel, because she can speak to him." He looked at Sarah, his head slightly tipped to the side when he was trying not to show that he was hurting himself by putting pressure on the stab wound. "We should get ice on your shoulder. Ladies first." He bowed and motioned with the arm that wasn't making him want to cry, to where he assumed they should go because Rome went that way. He flew under Sarah once she started flying, leaning half downward and keeping his face tilted down so she couldn't see him wince when he played with his fingers that were still holding pressure on his wound. His shirt was stained with blood, this was good in his opinion, because then, nobody would tell if he was bleeding or not. He would have to go off and explore the island on his own once they had landed. |
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Sarah Phoenix | Female | Serpent-Tongue Speaker ~ "Yeah, I figured Rome was good at riding. I bet she'd find some of our difficult tricks pretty easy." Sarah nodded yet again. "Okay." She faintly wondered why he tilted his head down, but didn't spend much thought on it. Ryu sped up a little and began sloping downward, towards the ocean. He brushed his talons against it, looking for fish that were near the surface. Sarah felt the splash of the sea spray against her face, and closed her eyes. "You know, I love riding. It just... feels nice, being up in the air." |
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Mason Dee | Male | Dragon-Tamer ♧ Mason face-shrugged, an eyebrow up and a quick side frown. "Yeah, she's pretty cool." He quickly straightened himself and moved his hand off the wound to get out of the diving dragon's way, dipping down to her level as well. Her calmed face was glistening with sprayed water, he caught himself staring in hopes that she didn't see, even though her eyes were closed. "Well if you're afraid of I heights, I would think not. But once you reach so high up, it's hard to tell that you're so high up." He looked over himself and the dragon, he touched Astic and left traces of blood where he had touched, he looked a little panicked and touched the stab wound again, he felt the bandage, it was damp with what he assumed was blood, but he didn't say anything, he just held onto the wound again and put the other arm behind his head, he relaxed himself and shut his eyes. His knee covered the splotch of blood that was left on Astic. |
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Sarah Phoenix | Female | Serpent-Tongue Speaker ~ "Yeah, I guess so." Sarah sighed and kept her eyes closed for a little while longer, before opening them. She looked over to Mason and was about to say something, but paused and squinted at him. "Your bleeding. And you didn't tell me." She glared at him. Noticing his eyes were shut, she angled Ryu so she could reach over and touch him. Reaching over, she whapped his arm. "You jerk! You should've told me!" Peeling his hand away from where his stab was, she lifted his shirt a little and continued to yell. "Based on how much blood there is and how much you dropped on Astic, I'd say you ripped the stitches open! You should be careful, losing too much blood is dangerous!" She whapped his arm again. |
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Mason Dee | Male | Dragon-Tamer ♧ Mason heard her pause, he could tell she was staring at him. For one, she was quiet, two, he could feel her. He kept his eyes shut, then he spoke. "To be fair, I didn't know I was bleeding till a few seconds ago." He wasn't prepared for the whack on his arm, he grunted and opened his eyes. "Well-" He winced, his hand started to shake quite visibly. "I don't know how I would've broken them." He looked down at the wound and felt his chest and face get warm. "I haven't lost much blood, I've been holding it since we left the island we were just at." He was prepared for the second whack. "Would ya stop that?" He got dizzy again and swatted her hand away so that he could put his hand over the wound. He painfully groaned, his eyes clenched in a grimace. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
