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Post by Tiamat on Apr 2, 2018 20:41:58 GMT -6
Satisfied with the promise she'd extracted from the wizard, Kesstril had turned her attention back to other matters. Now, she dropped her boots in the dirt beside her after resisting the urge to fling them off into the woods. It was too dark to see her feet very well, but they felt scraped and rough and swollen, like neglected scales that were irritating the flesh beneath. The only problem with that analogy was that she had no idea how to treat human skin. She stared after Drake for a long while after he disappeared into the trees, though she had no way to track him. How did humans do any of this stumbling around at night when they were half-blind? Kesstril might not have been able to see very far in the dark, but at least her immediate surroundings had never been such -- shapeless blurs!
Her diminished senses detected nothing of the gorgon until he was upon her. A sudden hissing broke out inches away, and Kesstril twisted swiftly about, eyes wide and deeply unsettled. She sucked in a deep lungful of air, tensed in preparation, and only then remembered that it would do no good: she couldn't produce any flame. Her lips drew back from her teeth at the faintest, tickling touch of a minuscule tongue on the back of her neck. Falling still, she focused her steady gaze on the creature as he circled around her. The snakes wreathing his head were difficult to see in the dim light, but there was noticeable variation in their weaving shapes. "Gorgon," she identified, and tilted her head away somewhat to eye him as she had Drake after his... joke. She had never seen one up close before, nor spoken to one. They typically avoided dragons, for obvious reasons -- and dragons typically did not go traipsing through heavily-wooded areas on foot.
Kesstril's eyes narrowed in warning. If she'd been capable of it, tendrils of smoke would have trickled from her mouth as a visible reminder. "Despite my appearance, I am a dragon," she said, her confidence leaving her unconcerned despite the creature's words. A gorgon could never hope to win against a dragon -- not unless they happened upon an unwary fledgling, and no dragon that young was ever far from their juvenile pack. Kesstril was no fledgling. "Now please. Show some manners." She pointedly tilted her chin at the snake that was getting far too familiar with her neck. Had she sharper teeth she might have snapped at it to teach it why very few creatures dared to challenge dragons.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2018 20:51:45 GMT -6
The cobra hissed when she flinched away from it without any hunt of fear or intimidation. As if insulted, the other snakes snapped and spat in a scoffing manner unlike their laughs. But the Gorgon didn't waver in his famished stare, instead intensifying it. "Oh, hush my pretties," He silenced the serpents, who all seemed to turn towards him like expectant children. " The dragon demands ressspect. We mussst be mannerable. When sssspeaking with humans, you mussst always hold eye contact..."
The Gorgon's left pupil shrank down to nothing, flicking out a solitary ring of gold. It would plant the very essence of gold into her own eyelids, giving her no ability to move her eyelids, since gold could not move. "...to hold their attention. You don't want them to look away..." The creature explained as a captivating swiro of dark grey went to freeze her arms as solid as a boulder, though his own scaley locks weren't even listening to him. A thin boa constrictor slowly nudged off the cloak around her bare shoulders, it's tongue already exploring and tasting her reddish hue as an appetizer. A coral snake began to sifting through her short hair in a soothing stroke, like a mother combing her child's hair. "Do you, little Dragon?" The Gorgon teased her.
The cacophony of hissing resumed, but now instead of normal sounds, it created a sort of hissed lullaby, literally breathed against her tender more it was sung. It blended into the swirling colors 8n his eyes, each one a color of a type of stone, petrifying her as though he were turning her into stone. "Sssleep, little Dragon. Go to sssleep." He coaxed with his voice while his hair coaxed with their movements. Multiple combed through her air and many more took turns whispering sleepy things in her ears. A few licked at the corners of her lips or tickled the side of her neck, hoping a smile to further seal herself. "Go to ssssssleep..."The Gorgon encouraged, pressing his forehead and eyes closer to hers.
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Post by Tiamat on Apr 2, 2018 20:58:53 GMT -6
Approval lit Kesstril's features when the gorgon finally seemed to come around. Some creatures required constant shows of strength to demand their respect, but she had hoped that the gorgon, being an intelligent creature who had been able to sense her true nature, would be more reasonable than that. After all, she might not be able to reclaim her natural form with any kind of ease while under the sorcerer's curse, but the gorgon didn't know that. She frowned in confusion when he spoke of human manners. Eye contact held true for dragons as well, but she wasn't human and he knew that, so why...?
"Oh!" A startled, intrigued sound escaped her as a gold ring pulsed through one of the creature's eyes. Was this the gorgon's version of hypnosis? Kesstril leaned forward a little, curious. Was he actually trying to hypnotize her? An amused smirk curled her lips upward. This gorgon must be some kind of idiot. A fascinating swirl of stone-grey appeared in his gaze. Then one of his bolder snakes reached out, pushing her cloak away and sliding along one of her shoulders. "Hey!" Kesstril snapped. "I told you not to do that!"
Surprise, then alarm flashed across her face. She couldn't look away. She couldn't even slap at the snake or shrug it off of her. That... shouldn't be possible. What was happening? "Actually, I do. So if you don't mind backing off, I'll thank you to keep your -- friends -- under control." Kesstril focused. Pushing power to her eyes to amplify her gaze was the simplest thing in the world, one of the first tricks any hatchling learned, even before flying. It should have been easy as breathing, and yet... nothing happened. It was that accursed sorcerer's doing! She snarled, but she still couldn't blink, couldn't move. Couldn't stop the gorgon's snakes from rubbing through her hair or hissing sibilant nonsense into her ears. "Go... away," she ground out. Tiny tongues tickled at her lips, her throat; it was an odd feeling against sensitive human skin. Odd, but not entirely unpleasant.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2018 21:16:56 GMT -6
Yessss, don't do that," He agreed smoothly with her snap at the smaller snake. "Gentler motions sssoothes all beastsssss." The snake practically purred into her shoulder, sifting and pressing it's sides into the shoulder blades as if massaging her. Other cobras joined it and added to the effort of tickling a smile onto her face with little hisses at her sensitive shoulders and neck. The Gorgon wasn't sure why she'd seemed so confident about something when he began his hypnosis, but now she was regretting letting him get this close, so he didn't care. What he did care about was that she could still speak, even if she was weak. If she gained enough breath, then a scream could be made or she could call for her partner and ruin everything.
""Fall under, settle like peaceful stones beneath a flowing river..." He demanded, while his eyes ripples with a dark grey that rippled smoothly outward and blue that looked as fluid as water. A python part of his hair encircled her neck on the opposite from an anaconda, and both tugged sharply on her throat. He liked the sound of gulping, when he Ave a brief show of physical power. "Ssssilent as pebbles on the sssoft bank." Smirking, he allowed his tail to move in from behind. He was average in length for a gorgon, and thirty feet of his body still remained in the canopy. His tail wafted around and underneath her tired soles first, having seen her up them earlier. The bands around her tiny feet grew thick enough to block them from sight when his tail wrapped upwards around her legs and then further up to her hips.
"Ssssssleep, trusst me; your little friend won't misssss you, my sssssupper." He allowed her eyelids movement, but only to allow them to drowsily flutter the more he forced lethargy on her. The snake's continued to tickle and rub at her body, begging by now for a grin to form. A solitary serpent experimented a tickle of his tongue beneath her armpit.
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Post by Tiamat on Apr 2, 2018 21:36:07 GMT -6
For a moment she thought the gorgon was agreeing with her, would restrain his serpents. Fury rolled through her when instead he twisted her words, acting as if this was some sort of teaching opportunity for his living hair. Just as quickly her anger faltered and subsided under the onslaught of power pressing in on her. Kesstril's body had locked tight where she sat on the ground, frozen in place by the gorgon's power. She couldn't move, couldn't blink... so the only outward signs that she was losing herself were the slow relaxing of her facial muscles and a growing emptiness in her stare. Drowsiness curled around her, pushed along by the gorgon's words and the hissing chorus of his snakes. Sleep... yes, that sounded nice, but she wasn't quite there. She hadn't quite forgotten who she was talking to, and that awareness still lingered in the back of her mind even as her eyes began to whirl in sluggish spirals reflecting the gorgon's own.
Luckily for the gorgon, it didn't occur to Kesstril to call on the wizard for aid. She was too used to asserting herself alone, defending her territory. Combating human magic with human magic was one thing, but handling a lone gorgon? That shouldn't have taken much effort at all. Two thick snakes slid around her neck and tugged tight, forcing her to gulp. Kesstril was nearly silent even then, and she found when she opened her mouth that she couldn't seem to stir herself enough to speak. Still, heavy, silent. Stones on soft sand sunk under smoothly streaming water. Her voice was as paralyzed as the rest of her.
She gaped, unable to cry out or hiss in a sharp breath when the gorgon's tail wrapped around her aching feet. After several seconds the pain subsided, replaced with a surprising amount of pleasurable relief. Kesstril was glad, then, that at least the gorgon couldn't hear her moan. His tail rose, gradually swallowing her up and pushing her cloak aside to slide flush against her skin until his coils reached the hem of her tunic. Another ring swam through the creature's eyes, and suddenly Kesstril could blink again. Her eyelids sank and rose like visible indicators of the waves of lethargy crashing over her, trying to drag her down, down into the depths of sleep. Sleep. The multitude of snakes she'd nearly forgotten about continued to wriggle and rub against her and tickle at her skin. Their persistence and the overwhelming sleepiness dulling her thoughts finally tipped Kesstril over the edge. Her lips wobbled into a wavering smile. Seconds later it grew into a wide, unthinking grin when one of the more adventurous snakes found a particularly ticklish spot in the woman's unexplored armpit. Her drowsy eyelids hovered at half-mast, almost fluttering shut over the smooth-spinning rings in her eyes with every slow, calm breath. Not even the gorgon addressing her as a meal was enough to rouse her. She was too tired. She just wanted to sleep.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2018 21:39:59 GMT -6
The colors continued without interruption, swallowing her mind and eyes in their grasp, as evidenced by the way her own grey pupils eventually turned into colorful spheres. Ah, it was always so inviting to see their eyes begin to swirl, but her once sneering eyes turning into childlike drowsiness was all the better to him. His coils had all but blocked her body from sight, some coils as thick as a man's torso securing itself underneath her fragile arms and pushing them up above her head, where another coil laced them together with its thin frame. His snake tickled probed her underarms, licking deeply for a giggle. Partly, he got his laugh from his fellow serpents, all caressing her and lulling her into sleep.
"Mmmmmm Mmmmhmhmhmhm..."The Gorgon laughed pervertedly and struggled to keep his hypnosis up in perfect tandem, enjoying the increasing change in her attitude towards his advances and giggling pervertedly when she seemed to succumb to his eyes. He fully entered her face and pressed his forehead to hers, while his coils made a softer loop around her neck while he shushed her like a child. "You will make a nice bulge in my belly, little dragon..." He drawled, his rings adding in very few sleepy colors to contue forcing the ideal of sleeping in coils into her drunken state and to let him truly appreciate the feel of her hips and body. He normally swallowed skinny humans, so he might choke slightly if he tried now...but maybe.... The cocoon around her body now lifted skyward into the darkened canopy, where they could be more alone. ."ssssssssssleeeeeeep...wiiiiiiith...meeeeeeeeeeee..." He asked, waiting and hoping for the telltale snore that signaled the sealing of her doom.
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Post by Tiamat on Apr 2, 2018 21:59:56 GMT -6
Kesstril blinked heavily, her eyelids struggling to part farther than a crack. Sleep wrapped around her like a mother around her egg, warm and undeniably powerful. A silent laugh shook her relaxing frame as the snakes continued to shush and lick, peppering her head and neck and upper body with strokes that alternated between soothing and rousing her. For each ticklish jolt there were two softly hissed lullabies to sweep her right back down into complacency. The ups and downs kept her too disoriented for thought, and the endless swirling sleep in the gorgon's eyes did the rest.
Bound and helpless and too deeply enthralled to resist, Kesstril's body relaxed while the gorgon manipulated her how he pleased. Her voice returned, far too late for her to scream for help. All she could manage was a drowsy, incoherent mumble. The gorgon lifted her into the air, spiriting her away from the campsite. Kesstril went slack in his coils. At last her eyes slid shut for good, succumbing to the irresistible urge to sleep. Silence descended on the empty clearing. A moment later a shockingly loud snore rang through the trees, followed a breath later by another.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2018 22:12:27 GMT -6
Yes! His prey was getting sleepier now, and it would only be a moment or so before she entered a land of total bliss and carefree rest. The Gorgon's alert head bobs and hypnosis deeply contrasted her lethargic motions and the edge she was teetering on. Apparently, the dragon fell over in her mind--her eyes shut completely and she went slack in the little cocoon for her. His snake's bumped noses with each other and pecked with light chirps at the Gorgon's face. He proudly accepted the praise and smirked at his dreadlocks. "Sssee? Manners will get you everything in life, my pretti--"
He flinched, or jolted awkwardly backwards when the woman snored suddenly and loudly. The snake's all hid behind his shoulders, but curiously peeked back out when they realized they weren't on fire. "...Phew. see? My exact point." With a hand, he grasped her chin and angled her head to face his. His thumb stroked her cheek absentmindedly--she was quite the prize. Perhaps he could eat her in just a minute...one didn't catch a dragon every day after all. And besides, he liked his food sweaty, partly because it made food slicker to swallow, and partly because it just tasted amazing.
So he set up a thick pathway of coils and set her to stand upright at the beginning of his trail. When his tail sat snugly around her neck like a sort of leash, he decided she was ready for a little food preparation excercise. He opened with eyelid with a finger, thrusting in more spirals. "Keep ssssleeping and keep up that...melodic sssnoring, but do as I ssssay please. Why don't we have a little walk, himmm? Forward when ready, my little dragon. " An orange ring implanted the movement of walking with extra hip swinging for his own personal entertainment, a yellow sparkle would keep her sense of direction forward to remain on his coils and a red diamond should begin the process of heating her up, enough for her walk to produce the salty tasty substance he liked coating food with. His coils would be rigid yet soft to her feet when she walked, and he would make twists and turns in the pathway she walked on. He helped her through an upside loop by securing her head with his tail tip. He spent three minutes leading her over small hills of coils and upward crawls to the very moon itself, working up her sweat.
He suddenly jolted her into the air, and once she fell upside down he balanced her by a tail to her head. "Let's see our progresss..."
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Post by Tiamat on Apr 6, 2018 8:44:17 GMT -6
His additional shapes and colors blended seamlessly in with the spirals already whirling away in her eyes. Kesstril's head bobbed forward in what might have been a nod, or could simply have been an inability to keep her own head upright when she was so relaxed. The gorgon's tail around her neck wasn't supporting her full weight, but that loose pressure helped keep her from slumping down completely.
A few seconds later, still snoring away, Kesstril strode forward. Guided by the gorgon's prompting, as she moved her hips rolled with fluid ease from side to side. Pain flared from her abused soles, but the discomfort wasn't intense enough to pull her from her hypnotized sleep. The scales beneath her had just enough give to soften the fresh burst of pain that accompanied each step. Heat flushed her cheeks and darkened her skin more than it already was -- not that the effect was really noticeable in the dark treetops. Kesstril's far-too-human body odor was much more detectable instead, particularly considering the gorgon's advanced sense of smell. The serpentine creature put her through her paces, sending Kesstril up and down, this way and that, following his tail through gravity-defying feats only made possible by the support of his own coils.
By the end of her journey Kesstril was coated in a healthy sheen, sweat seeping into her tunic and plastering the simple cloth to her skin. To all appearances she was unconcerned with finding herself upside-down, balanced precariously on the end of the gorgon's tail. The woman continued to snore away, the sound carrying through the trees for quite some distance. Behind her eyelids, however, the spirals pressing in on her mind had undeniably slowed. She wasn't in danger of waking -- not yet -- but she was no longer as oblivious to her surroundings. There was a much greater chance now that a jostle or other disturbance at the wrong moment would snap her awake. In playing with his food, the gorgon had inadvertently set up a counterpoint of pain from her sore feet that interfered with his tranquilizing hypnosis. And yet, with her eyes closed and Kesstril still peacefully snoring on, there was no indication of just how fragile the gorgon's sway over her had become.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2018 11:02:19 GMT -6
The Gorgon was pleased, once again, by a fresh and successful meal that was balanced precarious amongst his body and scales. The mesmerizing hipsway churned his hunger more, he could almost taste that waist wiggling in his helly. He turned himself around to circle her as he balanced her, scanning the lovely shine of her skin from the sweat and settling before her face. It occured to him that of all the expressions, he noticed one that formed when she walked on his coils. Something of the slightest tinge of pain, from somewhere...ah, yes. He opened one of her eyes again and flushed a multitude of paralyzing, lethargic colors into her eyes to slow down her thinking to a crawl and make any body movements even slower. Then he rose upwards to her feet. His snakes wanted an opportunity to tease and taste and ssssoothe.
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Okay, this was a bit creepy.
Drake had only been gone for a couple of minutes, foraging and gathering a fair amount of of wood and twigs. He returned to an empty clearing, but didn't think much of her disappearance at first--she was probably off doing dragon things or something, building a nest for eggs or...something. But as time drew itself out, he found that she wasn't nearby, or even within earshot. He rubbed his scruffy beard curiously and glanced around in the dirt. Maybe there was a set of footprints he could...or maybe that big slither mark in the ground could work.
Oh great! Well now they could be anywhere! Drake sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose; maybe he should have been paid in advance or che--"Wait." He quieted himself. "Is...Is that...snoring?"
--------------------------------- His snake's had wrapped around both feet with their jecks, massaging the flesh gently to cause as little pain as possible. The little tongue tickled between her sweaty toes, across her slick soles and such. After half a minute of tender care and skill to her feet, he lowered down to place more spirals in her eyes. "Why don't you walk for me again, this time don't mind the fall and accentuate those hips again, hmm?." He chuckled darkly, and moved to placed her on a straight line of coils. He sat opposite from her and waited, his jaws open and patient for the feeling of her feet stepping into his maw. Oh, he couldn't wait to swallow this one whole.
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Post by Tiamat on Apr 6, 2018 11:08:57 GMT -6
Light, warm pressure bracketed one eye, nudging it open with clinical efficiency. Kesstril had just enough time to process the dim shapes of branches and leaves, the shadowy figure of the gorgon looming before her, and then... She released a heavy sigh. A drowsy smile slid across her face; her eye fell shut again the instant the gorgon released it. Languid, inescapable exhaustion draped over her again like a weighted net, and Kesstril subsided, slipping deeper under the gorgon's control. The pain had eased, and a new wave of implacable darkness bore down on her to wipe her mind clean and blank as untouched clay.
Snakes glided across her feet in careful, supple passes. A moan interrupted Kesstril's noisy snoring, followed by a snort and a sleepy giggle as slender tongues flickered along her skin. This time the creatures had very little trouble coaxing a wide grin out of her. Kesstril was too far gone to suppress her reactions to the pleasurable touches. With the fresh burst of hypnosis petrifying her she couldn't squirm or wiggle away from the ticklish snakes, which was probably for the best. As hazardous as her unconscious balancing act was, the slightest twitch might have sent her crashing to the ground.
New instructions wrapped around her head, strings that tugged her onward to obey her serpentine puppet master. Kesstril strolled along the coil path laid out for her, mindless, swaying her hips and snoring in oblivious abandon as she helplessly approached the gorgon's gaping jaws.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2018 11:12:39 GMT -6
His tongue readily beckoned her in foot first, letting both fall into the warm sticky parts of his mouth. With a careful gulp, he had her swallowed down to her knees and she slowly inched down to mid-thigh before he gave another massive gulp.He sighed hotly around her middle, noting how not a single part of her went without flesh or taste. It was different from humans--smoked with a hint of a garlic-buttery taste, and complimented by a black pepper drizzle. Perhaps he would have found time to glaze her with Lemon, if she had come alone. As he swallowed her down to her stomach, completely drenching her into the stickies and goodies to saliva from the navel down, The Gorgon gave an amused hum--that stupid wizard still hadn't come back, and wouldn't know what to make of his partners disappear--
"Hmm?" The Gorgon turned when someone tapped his shoulder, and he was met with the smiling face of a floating wizard. Drake had followed her loud snores all the way up into the tree, and while he was horrified to see her condition, he was glad she hadn't been fully swallowed. Someone had to pay him, afterall. "Hi. I'd like a word with you, if you don't mind."
One of the snake's eyes suddenly changed to the usual eye color of the Gorgon, and gave him a sheepish look. "Drake, The Great...What a pleasant ssssurprise!"
"Yes, isn't it?" Drake conjured a small ball of fire and tossed it from one hand to the other. All the snakes, and The Gorgon, swallowed audibly. Which, caused Kesstril to slide down to her ribs. "I just dropped by. L..Sorry if I'm Interrupting your lunch?"
"Um, eh heh. I was jusssst l...taking an opportunity. I never have tasted a dragon before. She is mossssst deliciousssss..." The snake continued, almost trying to convince himself of what he was saying. "I,er...don't sssssuppose you'll be needing her back?"
Drake nodded, pretending to be more interested in the fire. "While I do so hate to deprive you of a decent snack, Gorgon, I'm afraid it must be so. " He paused and gave him a serious look. "It's already bad enough you ate her this far. She's not going to want to see when she wakes up...practically drowned in cold drool."
"Um, of courssse, Drake." The snake went back to normal after his words, and the Gorgon silently wretched and gagged out his meal, before using his tail to set her down on the branch. He used the very tip to tickle her nose, in order to get a sneeze working. "She should be waking up after the sneeze...I'll jusssst take my leave."
Without interruption from Drake, The Gorgon disappeared into wooded oblivion.
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Post by Tiamat on Apr 6, 2018 11:19:49 GMT -6
Kesstril stepped right into the gorgon's mouth without hesitation. She was too deeply entranced to react even when the creature gulped her down past her hips. Indeed, the soft warmth she found waiting for her there only lulled her into a heavier sleep. Kesstril relaxed, still but for her continued snoring and utterly oblivious to the fact that she was halfway to becoming another creature's dinner. That he paused meant nothing to her. The conversation with Drake flew right over her head as meaningless white noise, quenched by the spiraling colors in her head before they reached her. And then -- cold air, made chillier by the sweat and saliva clinging to her bare legs as the close-bound cocoon withdrew. Kesstril gave an unhappy grumble at the sudden shift in temperature. The barest touch tickled at her nose and broke down her latest snore into a series of snorts until...
"Aachoo!" Kesstril's head snapped forward from the force of her sneeze. She blinked rapidly; for a second her eyes remained distorted by lingering, spiral curves of color, but they quickly faded away to leave her gaze its expected clear, if confused, pale grey. At once she focused on the fireball Drake tossed from hand to hand. After tracking its progress she looked past it to the wizard, his features lit by the flickering flames in his palm. She frowned, opened her mouth -- and abruptly scowled and jolted forward. "That snake! Where is he?" Drawing in air through her nostrils told her nothing: she couldn't even smell the wizard, and he was right next to her! There was an unpleasant odor hanging thick and heavy in the air around her, sour and salty, but she couldn't tell what it was.
She looked down at herself. Drake's fireball didn't let off a lot of light, but it was enough to see the way her legs glistened. The lower half of her tunic was noticeably darker, and clung to her skin. And -- was she in a tree? Kesstril roared, a bellowing scream of rage and horror even as her hands clamped down on the branch supporting her, fingers digging into the bark like claws. "Where is he?" She demanded again, gaze snapping back to Drake. "Tell me you roasted him for this!" The audacity of that creature! Somehow he had identified her as a dragon, and yet he still treated her like prey. And worst of all, it had worked.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2018 11:23:50 GMT -6
It took a great deal of effort for Drake not to laugh after the sneeze. The dawning comprehension as she recalled her memories was just....pricless. She didn't even even looked scared of her near death experience--just entirely pissed, to put it lightly. His cheeks glowed red as the effort not to laugh grew even harder, and as she lept towards him a furious question. He would have answered if she hadn't looked down and noticed how sticky she looked. Her roar of rage would have sounded very scary as a dragon, but her human, girlish voice made him 'cough' into his palm.
When she spoke again, he inhaled to maintain his repressed laughter. " Okay. I roasted him for this." He said too quickly, too giggly to be a true statement. He put his hands on his hips, biting down hard on his bottom lip to sniffled a snort. "I, uh, finished gathering the wood and came back...only to find you in a sticky situation. " He turned his head halfway away, wheezed in an attempt to hide his amusement and faced her again. "I just followed the sounds of snoring back to you...and--snrkt-- caught The Gorgon swallowing his pride!"
Drake stamped his foot lightly, face incredibly red from the effort not to laugj.
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Post by Tiamat on Apr 6, 2018 11:27:12 GMT -6
She shot the wizard a dark, dark look that would have promised hellfire and dismemberment in her natural form. "You find this funny?" Kesstril's voice was low, dangerous... and a touch incredulous. How could he possibly find her situation amusing? He knew what she was, knew what was at stake, and by his own admission had no idea how to get where they were going... so why was he laughing? It was lucky for Drake that the limited light of his fireball made it difficult for Kesstril to see just how red he was getting as he fought to control his reaction.
Heat radiated from her face in glaring contrast to the chill seeping into her skin from the stomach down. Her legs prickled as tiny ridges and bumps rose from the skin. With lips curled away from her teeth in a defensive snarl, Kesstril tilted her head to peer over the side of the branch she sat on without letting go of it. In the dark it was impossible to tell how high off the ground she was. The height itself didn't bother her, but this, sitting in a tree, was just -- unnatural. She could have asked politely, but in her current mood she wasn't feeling particularly patient. Kesstril just wanted to get back onto solid earth. "Wizard. Get us out of here," she ordered. She needed a good wade in the nearest stream, immediately, and if that gorgon dared try to show his face again she would claw it off with her short, blunt, human nails.
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