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Alright, my character is going to be a medium sized female dragon, that has crimson red scales, green eyes, black horns and spines. As well as black insides.
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Alright. Go ahead and follow the prompt.
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(Ok, sheβll sort of follow him.)
A human...those werenβt too commonly seen around these parts. The dragoness caught scent of them a little while back, and was currently gliding over the greenery of the forest..following in the direction of the human. Their scent mixed with an interesting metallic scent...
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The human was carefully walking along. He had some sort of gun in his hands, frequently looking over his shoulder.
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Soon a large shadow was cast over him as he walked, as well as a slight breeze...that couldnβt be good
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He looks up, aiming his submachine gun at the sky. His helmet had a large, black visor that covered the upper part of his face. All that could be seen from his expression was that his mouth was slightly agape.
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Whatever had flown above him was gone for the moment. But there was the sound of branches cracking not too far from his location
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He quickly turns his head, aiming his weapon towards the specs of the noise. He does not deviate from his path, however.
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It seemed that the noises were in in his path. They suddenly stopped...so maybe it was nothing...
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He checked his compass before proceeding. He moved a lot slower now, looking all around him.
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Soon enough, more movement, as there was a flash of crimson red in front of him. A medium sized dragon emerged from the brush and trees..it was smaller than some dragons...but still way larger than him. It growled as its green eyes locked on to him...
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He quickly aimed his weapon at the dragon, backing away from it. Once again, it was hard to tell his exact emotions due to the visor, but he seemed to be gritting his teeth.
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It advanced towards him more...possibly trying to get him to run, as it barred its teeth..,
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He just kept backing up, refusing to turn his back to the creature. He seemed a bit dazed, and his aim did seem a bit unsteady at times, even if it remained on-target.
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Since he wasnβt really running away from her, she crouched down and began to lunge for him...
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He squeezes the trigger, shooting at the creature as it attacked him.
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It struck the dragon in their shoulder roughly, as it collapsed onto the ground in front of him. Seems as though he stunned it for the time..,
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He wastes no time in running off, not wanting to stick around to see what it would do
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It eventually stood up after a minute or two, sniffing around to follow his scent and started to head after him again...
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He kept moving, hoping to get away from the thing
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Eventually the dragon lifted off and began to glide again, following their target. Catching up with some ease, before spiraling down for a landing...
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He caught a glimpse of the dragon, and tried to run away before it landed
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Itβs shadow dipped low and eventually he found himself in its talons. Being lifted up into the air...
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He struggles, frantically trying to pull away as he was grabbed.
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If he got free now, then heβd dropped towards the ground...which was getting increasingly smaller
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He soon stops trying to escape, just holding on tightly to his weapon. βWh...What the hell are you?!β
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(Alright, I'll give this a shot. I'll be... a nekomata girl. 4' 11", amber eyes and red hair, C cup bust, pretty scrawny otherwise, but quick on her feet. Clad only in some fur clothes she made herself from the fur of animals she's hunted. Oh, and her tail and kitty ears are grey.)
My eyes go wide as I watch the soldier from within the brush, nervously looking him over as best I can in my current position, my tail swishing due to how nervous I am... and that swishing is shaking the brush, and just might alert the soldier...
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I quickly turn and look over, aiming my weapon at the bush
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Shaking in fear, I carefully peek my head out of the brush... "H...hello?" Right now, my main hope is that he doesn't shoot me... at least, not in the head.
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βHey! Hands! Now!β I shout at you, keeping my weapon trained on you.
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I yelp and cower... does the scary man want me to put my hands up? Assuming so, I nervously raise up my hands, still shaking in fear, desperately hoping he doesn't shoot me...
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βCome forward!β I order you
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Shaking even more, I slowly inch my way out of the brush, my fear ever increasing...
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(i'll use Carbon again.) thinking it was Talon, i stalk into a crouch. (currently in dragon form.) {why would they send just one? Not even the Order sends just one, they send 4 or 6 people just for a hatchling...} i think to myself. (there's the other rp with carbon we r doin remember.)
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I continue walking, my rifle held tightly. I remain alert.
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you glimpse at my tail slinking away behind some brush.
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βThe hell...?β I keep walking, but I raise my rifle towards where I saw your tail.
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it disappeared the moment you saw it as i kept an eye on you.
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I soon began to stop focusing on the one point, and scanned my surroundings again.
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at first, you saw nothing out of the ordinary. but with a closer look, you see my sapphire eyes thru the brush.
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I turn my rifle to aim at them, unsure of what it was
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my eyes just sat there, unblinking.
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I do not move, keeping my aim.
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my body was tense, ready to move if you so much as went for the trigger.
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I slowly resume walking, but I keep my aim on you.
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i kept a specific distant from you, prepared to strike in defense.
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