Neko Scot
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Post by Neko Scot on Dec 16, 2010 17:20:01 GMT -5
It was silent for about five minutes before I couldn't take it anymore. "So...where did you come from?"
I eyed his still puffy face and again felt a foreign surge of sympathy. "It's okay. You don't have to answer if you don't want to."
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Post by mesmu on Dec 16, 2010 18:17:29 GMT -5
"Today I came from the Great Plains... The last time the same. But on the day I first got here I was from a world called Parinenai."
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Post by Neko Scot on Dec 19, 2010 7:03:40 GMT -5
"Parinenai? Where's that, in Europe?"
Absently I began to sketch Al, focusing on his voice as he spoke.
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Post by mesmu on Dec 19, 2010 7:24:59 GMT -5
"No its a whole new world."
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Post by Neko Scot on Dec 19, 2010 15:20:45 GMT -5
My hand slowed, but I didn't stop drawing. "As in....another planet in space? How'd you even get here?"
Unlike before, I was able to start drawing his expressive eyes; continuelly looking up into them to draw them properly.
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Post by mesmu on Dec 19, 2010 16:36:14 GMT -5
"Well," I shrug. "On a ship I believe... I'm not quite sure... It was a long time ago."
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Post by Neko Scot on Dec 19, 2010 17:22:38 GMT -5
I finally stop sketching too look up at him. "You mean...you live here? On Earth? Where do you even stay? Are there others like you?"
I pushed down the excitment that was starting to grow.
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Post by mesmu on Dec 20, 2010 14:31:40 GMT -5
Smiling I respond, "We live in the large plains to the west. And no... I'm the only Dragonis' I know of... But my pack is very nice to me none the less."
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Post by Neko Scot on Dec 21, 2010 17:13:02 GMT -5
My mouth fell open. "Pack?" A sliver of fear shot through me. I didn't want to end up targeted if Al suddenly hated me and told his.......pack.
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Post by mesmu on Dec 21, 2010 17:39:23 GMT -5
"Yeah," I smile, but frown. "But I'm not allowed to go back until, I can take you home with me."
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Post by Neko Scot on Dec 21, 2010 18:16:56 GMT -5
The fear remained. "Why? Why do they want me to go back with you?" My voice was unintentionally harsh. Al flinched, drawing my attention to his expressive face once again.
Dammit, Darren; stop noticing his every facail movement! My sketchbook provided a better object to glare at.
Well, not better, but safer anyway. It doesn't have feelings.
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Post by mesmu on Dec 21, 2010 22:32:45 GMT -5
"To keep you safe," I say with a whimper.
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Post by Neko Scot on Dec 22, 2010 19:49:48 GMT -5
I regarded him in confusion. "Safe?" I say slowly. "....from others, is that it? Is that why you came for me last night?"
Al remained silent. I glanced at my watch and shuddered - it was only 12 oclock.
"Well..." I stood and gathered my things, shoving them in my bagpack. "I've nothing else to do all day. Let's go see this......pack of yours then."
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Post by mesmu on Dec 22, 2010 20:37:09 GMT -5
"Really?" When Darren nods I jump up in victory then take his hand, which I blush deeply at, and drag him with me to the country side where I tell him to hold my clothes before running, jumping, and morphing into my Sapphire colored dragon form. Landing gracefully next to Darren I look to him to see his reaction.
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Post by Neko Scot on Dec 23, 2010 4:50:58 GMT -5
Okay. I may have freaked out a litte.
"Holy shit fuck god oh my lord!" I dropped everything I was holding and scrambled back, tripping over my feet and falling on my backside. The...dragon, I guess, snorted and slowly padded towards me, extending its neck very slowly.
Raising a trembling hand, my fingers gently brushed its silky scales under its eye.
Before I died, I would draw this dragon. No; I would draw Alejandro. He was beautiful in this form.
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