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[hejhej]

I burped and then smoke came out of my mouth.

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[text]

[hejhej]

[What--?]

No.

[text] omg I am loving this whole thing

[hejhej]

[WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON]

You're a dragon.

In Siren's Port.

[Why are you even surprised at this point, Lisbeth? Why?]

[video]

[thehighcost]

[She tried not to giggle, but. Well. She did.] You could learn how to blow smoke rings!

[text]

[returnsmagic]

That I am.

[hostage]

[It isn't about trust, Lisbeth. It's about money. But he nods and whips out his NV again to immediately begin texting someone.]

Yeah, totally. I know some guys... Discretion is their whole deal, you know. They keep it all on the DL.

[hejhej]

[Her upper lip moves up in her surely familiar way of smiling. Then it disappears as she gets that burning sensation in her throat again.

She burps again and more smoke comes out of her.

Classy.]

[text]

[universaljanitor]

Your size? ... No, hold on. Are you telling me you're a dragon? A giant dragon?

[text] Never be sorry! I, for one, love threadjacking! 8D

[universaljanitor]

Nice little magpie syndrome, them.

I can relate! Actually have an animal reserve back in my ship. Somewhere. Lost it a while back. Should archived, though!

[hostage]

[He glances up.]

Whoa, that's seriously smoke.

Does it still hurt?

[text]

[universaljanitor]

Right! Theeeeeen... no desire to chow down on gemstones or snatch up fair maidens?

Just going down the list!

[Or just being an ass... take your pick!]

[voice]

[universaljanitor]

Ha! That one is a dragon!

[Comes the triumphant crow from practically out of nowhere.

... Until he sees a blinking red light]

Damni- [END FEED]

[hejhej]

I'll be alright.

[text]

[returnsmagic]

A rather large and very old one, yes.

[text]

[universaljanitor]

... Right. Well.

Sorry, but. Considering you're so large and mighty and, ah, a dragon and all... how are you typing?

[text]

[returnsmagic]

I wouldn't compare the extreme socialization my brother had with the villages and the tribes of the humans to a magpie. Or my other brother's love for flying.

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[returnsmagic]

[ Oh dear, Aurican is starting to think he just made a mistake of announcing his presence in this post. ]

[text]

[returnsmagic]

I talk to the NV and it does the typing for me.

[hostage]

[He pats a spot on the mattress beside him.]

Here, come and sit down at least.

[And right back to texting.]

[mostbeautiful]

That's why I tend to avoid eating in the parts of London inhabited by the Indian population.

[hejhej]

[Without hesitation, she leaves the door frame and walks over to him. Yet still so awkward, she sat down next to him and crossed her legs at the ankles, her hands in her lap.]

[hostage]

[He spends a few more minutes texting a few different people, and at the end of it he tosses his NV onto the sidetable. He sighs, irritated.]

My guy can't be here 'til tomorrow morning. You gonna be okay 'til then?

[hejhej]

[She looks up from biting her cuticles.]

Yeah that's fine. I'll just keep the fire extinguisher nearby.

[text]

[universaljanitor]

Voice recognition software! Should've known!

Haven't met a proper dragon in, well, two faces, was it? A while, at least.

[hostage]

[He nudges her foot with his own.]

Look out. Might burn your fingers off.

[text]

[universaljanitor]

Sorry, but. Extreme socialization in the way of burning things down orrrr making friends?

Gotta cover all the bases! I've had dealings with both kinds over the years.

Just as I'm sure you've probably had some problems with hunters and the like.