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| Lady Luck | Jul 5 2010, 11:22 PM Post #121 |
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eden watched her a moment, and glanced up to the two dragons circling the sky above, watching the girl as he slowly reascended into teh sky. He needed to tend a few of his wounds. |
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| Keys | Jul 5 2010, 11:49 PM Post #122 |
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Mintra watched with a pleasant expression until they were gone. Then her face fell into expressionless state and the small ebony-haired girl walked off into the trees. It was a tiny shack, made from branches bound together with twine. However, it was well enough. She had even gone through the trouble of thatching the roof so that it wouldn't leak. The girl knelt on the bed of heather, opening a large bag on the floor and rummaging around until she found a small shoebox. Mintra then sat on her bed, which was really just a mat, and pulled out a thread and needle. She quite nonchalantly began to stitch shut the cut on her thigh. |
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| Lady Luck | Jul 5 2010, 11:57 PM Post #123 |
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eden left the girl under teh watch of the two dragons, just not feeling right that a girl was all alone in the wilderness, soon home and tending to a festering poisoned wound. |
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| Keys | Jul 6 2010, 12:21 AM Post #124 |
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Mintra wrapped the entire thing with a bandage simply to minimize her risk of accidentally ripping out the stitches and making the whole thing worse. The girl pulled out a thick and well-used journal, making a new entry. In this entry she recorded everything she had seen, had learned in the recent encounter. Which led her to a new goal. The girl went to the springs and washed, changing her clothes. She didn't have many sets, but then again, she was very selective about what she wore. It was all styled similarly. As she sat there combing out her hair, her big eyes watched the circling dragons. She wondered why they were still there. Then she wondered if they would experience vertigo if they kept that up. ((This except her characteristic soft green: http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iryeaLEoUrc/Sn6d...high+collar.JPG Yes, these images were also found on my google binge/)) |
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| Lady Luck | Jul 6 2010, 12:29 AM Post #125 |
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Eden was preoccupied as he was resting back in his bed, wiping a great mass of sweat off his forehead, panting slightly at the burn of the herbs upon his wound, wondering why such a foreign plant was all the way this direction. then, of course, he also kept in mind the fact that these dragons were sent to attack him.. so, yeah. |
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| Keys | Jul 6 2010, 01:04 AM Post #126 |
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And then another thought occurred to Mintra. This one caused her to actually speak out loud, something she seldom did when she was alone. "I wonder..." She was thinking about the poison sumac she had gotten in to earlier. The woman didn't react to it. She hadn't been made to. But... she knew the stuff spread by oil on skin. The girl was remembering how she had on a few occasions touched Eden's bare skin: a hand, an arm, a face. Was he allergic? |
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| Lady Luck | Jul 6 2010, 01:06 AM Post #127 |
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Fighting dehydration by night fall, Eden was currently alive and mobile by will power alone. However, that only went so far as he was now tending himself as best as possible, unable to believe how cold he felt as sweat poured off of him. |
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| Keys | Jul 6 2010, 01:41 AM Post #128 |
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Mintra shrugged off the thought and went back to making herself dinner (eg. picking some berries and eating some dried venison). How was she to know what was going on? She was just waiting for some privacy. She sighed and looked up at the dragons. "Are you ever going to go home? Don't you miss Eden?" Yeah, she had no idea, and it would probably remain that way unless something miraculous happened such as a magical spirit of the universe popping up out of nowhere to tell her or a dragon kidnapping her. |
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| Lady Luck | Jul 6 2010, 08:33 PM Post #129 |
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One of the circling dragons landed down beside her and stared at her as if she was a fool, and sat there, making it's self at home. Yep, now she had a dragon in close proximity. |
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| Keys | Jul 6 2010, 09:33 PM Post #130 |
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Mintra sighed softly and then pulled out her journal. The girl sat there and sketched out the dragon. Then, she stood up, slowly edging closer. She stretched out her hand, moving slowly with the intention of touching the creature's side. Eden wouldn't have left her with a dragon that would bite her hand off, right? |
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| Lady Luck | Jul 6 2010, 09:44 PM Post #131 |
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The dragon merely sat there, watching the girl. What was the girl gonna do to hurt him, precisely? Stab him with her hair pin? ... With that little dragon like thought, he remained stationary. |
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| Keys | Jul 6 2010, 10:12 PM Post #132 |
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Mintra ran her hands along the hide. When she saw how well the dragon tolerated it, she moved around, exploring the musculature. Eventually she ended up at the back, trying to see if she could lift even part of the dragon's tail. |
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| Lady Luck | Jul 6 2010, 10:13 PM Post #133 |
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The dragon wasn't human, so therefore felt no guilt as it farted upon the girl inspecting it's tail, no caring as it knocked the girl over, merely watching her tumble to teh ground by the force. |
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| Keys | Jul 7 2010, 07:45 PM Post #134 |
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At the first moment possible, Mintra got up, gasping in and running in search of fresh air. Amongst all those sketches and notes in her journal, she capitalized and underlined two words: NOXIOUS FUMES... with a little arrow pointing to the sketch's butt. "Good grief, what have you been eating, Dragon Number Seventy-Two?" |
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| Lady Luck | Feb 16 2011, 10:06 PM Post #135 |
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Remaining stationary, the dragon had no inclination once so ever to even try to answer that. Food of course. But to be honest, this dragon was currently debating what to do with Mintra. Simply sit there and wait for ehr to figure out something was up? Or perhaps it should lift her off and make her deal with things.... Eden wouldn't like that... |
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