Only when we're clear of the buildings, okay? That's basically a bobberfish lure straight to us, and I don't wanna be snooped on! You can see in the dark, can'tcha?
Ehhhh, wowwww...we found the only other weakness you got! Amazing. Whatever, if it gets too dark, stick close and don't fly into any trees or I'll have to drag you by the tail.
[she hisses like a startled cat when she feels something on her scalp, reflexively flinching into a crouch and blindly swatting at the shape until she recognizes it's him. if he's not agile enough, she's gonna grab him by his dinky little waist and yanking him off her head and just handling him like some little action figure.]
[ He's a slippery little thing despite his funny wyvern body, or maybe because of it. As a result, he dips out of and away from attempts to grab him like he's become liquid at will.
He did let his child for a month cart him around like a toy though, so it's less a battle to grab him and more apparent it's only because he let it happen. ]
Yeah, well, your intentions weren't fuckin' clawing at my scalp, were they? [despite failing to get a handle on him, she continues to swat at the air near him as though he were a particularly persistent moth.] I don't jump on your head outta nowhere, do I?!
[well, now that she's scared herself by the sound of her own voice, she's not as wigged out about the little presence on her head. she doesn't like it, but the spasming has stopped. mostly. there is a slight squirming of skin where contact is made - like a changeling bit of heebie jeebies, if you will.
this isn't resignation, however.] On your head? Yeah! I do! Ass! Fuck. Ow. [she nearly rolls her ankle in climbing back upright, shoulders drawn up in discomfort.] Does turning into a lizard turn you into a brat, too? Goddamn.
That's not what I mean. [hand flap; an echo of the classic Antigone arm-flap, but...y'know. just hand.] I mean like! Around other people. But like, that's what people want from you, yeah? So I guess that's different. They want that. [not her. no one wants a changeling unless they want some fuckin' subterfuge or assassination shit not linking back to them.]
[ The tone is far lighter than it should be for the implication of it, yet Dion is long accustomed to that truth. Foremost, what mattered was that he was Bahamut.
He knows his father would never have wanted him otherwise. ]
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Date: 2025-12-31 01:42 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2025-12-31 01:45 am (UTC)From:[ How dark are we talking, Scarlet? ]
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:05 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2025-12-31 02:10 am (UTC)From:[ Just for that, he's landing lightly on her head like a winged bonnet. ]
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:12 am (UTC)From:Warn me if you're gonna fuckin' touch me!
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:17 am (UTC)From:He did let his child for a month cart him around like a toy though, so it's less a battle to grab him and more apparent it's only because he let it happen. ]
It was not my intention to startle you.
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:19 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2025-12-31 02:22 am (UTC)From:Even his spines are bendy, flexible things. ]
Usually you grab at or attempt to haul me about. Or climb on me.
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:25 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2025-12-31 02:30 am (UTC)From:[ Has she so soon forgotten shaking him like a maraca?
He remains a flat dragon hat. ]
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:36 am (UTC)From:this isn't resignation, however.] On your head? Yeah! I do! Ass! Fuck. Ow. [she nearly rolls her ankle in climbing back upright, shoulders drawn up in discomfort.] Does turning into a lizard turn you into a brat, too? Goddamn.
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:42 am (UTC)From:[ He sounds ever so faintly amused to realize this, but it's gone by the time he speaks again. ]
Are you hurt? I can heal a little.
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:47 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2025-12-31 02:50 am (UTC)From:[ And so, not a lizard. ]
But are you hurt?
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:52 am (UTC)From:[she starts walking again, though progress is a bit wobbly; heels on forest terrain are not the best, but she's dexterous enough to manage it.]
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:56 am (UTC)From:[ He's taking the most essential of details from this, now that he knows she isn't hurt. ]
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Date: 2025-12-31 02:57 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2025-12-31 03:03 am (UTC)From:[ He tries and fails to sound wounded by this. ]
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Date: 2025-12-31 03:11 am (UTC)From:[...]
When you're not flyin'!
[Or on my goddamn head!]
Man, whatever. Fuckin' weird when people are so goddamn fine with changing their shapes all willy-nilly n' shit. Cannot relate.
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Date: 2025-12-31 03:19 am (UTC)From:X to doubt, Scarlet. ]
I awakened to my powers in my infancy. Should I not be accustomed to them?
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Date: 2025-12-31 03:37 am (UTC)From:[ The tone is far lighter than it should be for the implication of it, yet Dion is long accustomed to that truth. Foremost, what mattered was that he was Bahamut.
He knows his father would never have wanted him otherwise. ]
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Date: 2026-01-01 02:31 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2026-01-01 04:42 am (UTC)From:[ Dion considers it an honor and a privilege to serve his people, but he's keenly aware of the toll. He had to be. ]
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