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Post by »Kamui Syvil VII on Feb 22, 2010 17:26:59 GMT -5
"Hmm... Run? Nah... This is just a misunderstandin'. I meant no offense, Miss Ormhildr. I apologi... Uhh..." He looked up, the sun suddenly blotted out by the dragon's large clawed foot raised above them. "Aww... crap." He snatched up Yibbles and pushed Lulu out of the way, barely avoiding getting stomped on himself. "Run!"
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Post by Vyncent Schwarz on Feb 24, 2010 12:40:44 GMT -5
"That's a Miss?" Lulu's voice was weak. She could hardly believe what she was hearing. A misunderstanding, with a dragon? Dragons didn't have misunderstandings. They had lunch. Usually charred lunch, made of people.
She positively withered as they were engulfed in shadow, squeaking when Kamui pushed her out of the way of the dragon's taloned claw. "Glad to see you came around to my way of thinking. But how, exactly, do we run from that?" she called as she dragged herself to her feet, stumbling in the undergrowth as she started to run. She was thankful, at least, that her lute hadn't broken in the fall.
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Post by »Kamui Syvil VII on Feb 27, 2010 19:43:49 GMT -5
"How?" Kamui said, coming to run beside her, piglet in his arms. Sakurako was next to him. "As fast as ya' can, I'd say. An', yeah, the dragon is a female. The name is feminine, an' there's also her scent." He spoke quickly, but there was still a lack of fear in his voice. "No! You won't escape!" Ormhildr bellowed, and spewed forth a cone of acidic gas that rapidly began to spread out, corroding all that it touched.
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Post by Vyncent Schwarz on Mar 21, 2010 14:03:36 GMT -5
"Oh, how silly of me. As fast as I can, of course." she couldn't help but laugh weakly as she sprinted along next to him, wincing at the bellowing echo of the dragon's voice. "In the panic, maybe I didn't realise that it was a feminine name. Not very lady-like though, is she? Or is this good, polite behaviour for a dragon?" she asked, risking a glance over her shoulder just in time to see the acid rush forth to devour everything. "There anywhere we can hide?" she asked, her voice high with panic. "And how aren't you worried!?"
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