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Post by chocobeast on Mar 2, 2012 18:58:24 GMT -5
Cimaku is too busy trying to do the same thing to notice. But quickly he he leads the kid out and to an empty cargo bay. "Today, we hharness flight."
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Post by mesmu on Mar 2, 2012 19:07:07 GMT -5
"Fli.... Flight?" Alex's eeys widen. "Hold on... We can fly? How?"
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Post by chocobeast on Mar 3, 2012 5:01:24 GMT -5
"Have you never used your dragonis powers?" Cimaku asked truely annoyed by this kid's ignorance. How could he not notice tthat he changed into a dragon and can fly and shoot fire. He rolled his eyes irritably. "Of course, you can fly. Now change into your dragon body. Hurry. Breakfast is in less than an hour and I want you flying circles around this bay."
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Post by mesmu on Mar 3, 2012 11:33:26 GMT -5
"But I," Alex coughs and gives a hard expression. "How can I if I've NEVER DONE IT before? What do I do to do it?"
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Post by chocobeast on Mar 3, 2012 15:55:13 GMT -5
Cimaku sighed truely irritated. "Close your eyes. Imagine yourself as if you were a fire breathing vicious dragon. Imagine your body, skin, eyes. What would you look like."
Cimaku fell eerily silent. Then he announced, "There you go..."
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Post by mesmu on Mar 3, 2012 16:00:28 GMT -5
[is it wrong that I picture him as a very small dragon? Like able to be held in your hand and have his tail wrap around your wrist small?]
Axel nods and takes a deep breath, picturing himself as a such. He exhales and opens his eyes, only to find himself stuck in a bundle of clothe. He scrambles about a moment before letting out a little smoke in freight... He actually done it. His golden scales glisten and his dark eyes search the tent of clothe in wonder. His small wings, large enough to carry him with practice, unfolding at his back.
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Post by chocobeast on Mar 3, 2012 17:51:13 GMT -5
***Awwwwww...he's cute***
Cimaku stares dumbfounded at the pile of clothes. Shrinking wasn't on his list of possible dragon bodies for this kid. He actually smiles at how many times they can manipulate such a strong asset in their evil line of work.
"Okay kiddo, get out here. Itms time to fly."
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Post by mesmu on Mar 3, 2012 21:07:28 GMT -5
Moving about so he crawls out a pant leg, Alex comes out and stares up at Cimaku with his dark gaze. He then stretches his wings, pulling them into an upward position and bringing them down, trying to catching air. This may take a little while, he'll have to work on both his wing muscles and his arm muscles maybe. But right now he'll try jumping into the air. Lazy smoke coming from his nose as he lands back on his feet, not quite yet grasping flight, but trying.
Can you fly, teach? He wondered in his mental voice of his dragon form. And why am I so small?
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Post by chocobeast on Mar 4, 2012 5:48:08 GMT -5
Cimaku snorts a laugh as he watches the youngster fail at his first attempt. Instantly, Cimaku's bones crack and mold. His skin grows long golden scales. Within less than 3 seconds, he is not only a gargantuan golden shimmering dragon, he is also hovering above the mini-dragon by less than a foot.
"I have a splendid idea." he announces only a second before he snaps his Huge jaw on the tiny dragon's nape. He fly up to the ceiling of the large and empty cargo bay. "You will learn baby bird style.
He drops the small dragon feet first.
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Post by mesmu on Mar 4, 2012 9:16:53 GMT -5
This time is a small screech of freight that leaves Alex as he flaps his wings hard and fast, trying to stay up, not liking falling down. he manages to make his fall hurt a little less as least and his mental grumble is anything, but child appropriate.
Ow! I thought baby birds learned branching first! Not getting tossed about by their mothers, He growls as he jumps up, incredibly high for his high, about as high as Cimkau's hovering face and is hissing the whole time. Occasionally his wings flap to keep him hovering so he glare into the larger dragon's eyes when wanted. But other than that flight is still out of his grasp.
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Post by chocobeast on Mar 5, 2012 5:46:47 GMT -5
Cimaku eyes him critically with his HUGE golden yellow orbs. The slits expand and contract just a hair. Had he miscalculated? Did the kid not have the ability to fly? Nah, the kid could most definitely fly.
Cimaku caught the tiny dragon in his huge mouth and then rolled onto his back. Gently like a mother with his chick, he laid on his back and then spit the small dragon up into the air. Flap those tiny wings! He encouraged as he blew a gentle stream of warm air under the falling dragon. Exercise those stubs. I got plenty of air. And if you don't harness flight soon, we miss breakfast.
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Post by mesmu on Mar 5, 2012 6:00:51 GMT -5
Alex did as told, much like a child whom doesn't want to be scolded by their Mama. With the assist and his heavy flapping, he soon finds himself staying up. A happy cry exits his jaws as he climbs higher, I am up! And in the air, haha!
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Post by chocobeast on Mar 6, 2012 5:23:35 GMT -5
Cimaku felt pride swell in his chest. It always felt good to help a young dragon discover his talents. He almost felt like a Mom right now. All the evil and cynicism in his huge dragon body took a break to truly enjoy seeing Alex stay aloft.
Slowly, Cimaku stopped blowing so hard and after a few minutes, he was watching the kid hover under his own power.
Very very good kid. I knew that you could do it. He thought in the kid's general direction. Now stand on my tummy and stop flapping your wings. Take a serious break. Then I want you to try to lift off from there. It will be harder. But I will help by puffing my belly IF I have to.
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Post by mesmu on Mar 6, 2012 10:23:55 GMT -5
Aled takes a thankful brake, his tongue lolling out as he stares up at Cimaku's eyes, //yessir!// he thought brightly as he catches his breath and stretches with a yawn. After a moment he feels something nawing at his stomach, unlike the earlier mention of fire, this one felt cold. Frowning he decides he's coolled off enough and lifts his wings and brings them down with a power flap. A couple times of doing this he actually found his feet are in the air. With a smile braking out he turns his nose skyward, flapping hard the whole way. It takes him a minute, but he actually manages to fly up to his teacher's nose, patting before back peddling with his wings, a playful smirk on his features, //ur it, teach!// With that he dove off find a hiding spot where Cimaku's large paw can't reach.
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Post by chocobeast on Mar 9, 2012 6:10:34 GMT -5
Cimaku actually laughs playfully. It has been a long time since he had been in such young and playful company. It feel refreshing, rejuvinating.
Hide from me all you wish. I have a belly like an earth elephant. I'm not hungry." He teased and lied. He was starving.
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