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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 13, 2005 21:32:04 GMT -5
Chaos and confusion was running rampant one bright morning. A rather large green dragon had appeared seemingly from no where and was busy milling around the arena. No-one knew where the dragon was from - or who sent it. As a result, the Specialists (namely Sky's squadron - consisting of Sky, Brandon, Timmy, Riven and the two newest members, Helia and Chris - the last much to Riven's growing disgust) had to be sent to the arena to deal with the dragon. Or, as it stood now, dragons. A dragon long thought dead made a reappearence and a fight broke out between dragons.
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"Kay-rye-ist," Chris drawled as the group came upon the battlefield. "Oi tink we 'av our 'ands full. Jaysus, thar's two av dem. Professor Codatorta said dare wus only wan." Never mind the fact that she was surprised that the green one was the one she knew - Gorbash, it was the second dragon that threw her. Hadn't Grandpapa Carolinus told her that Breog was dead?
OOC: okay, boys, let's have some fun dealing with the dragons
(I think we have our hands full. Jaysus, there's two of them. Professor Codatorta said there was only one.)
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Post by brandon on Nov 14, 2005 8:16:43 GMT -5
Brandon swung out his big green sword. "Let's have some fun, guys! I can't wait to get these dragons in stall and shaped for the great open day on Red Fountain!"
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 14, 2005 8:21:50 GMT -5
"Are ye sure 'ats wise, Bran'on?" Chris asked. She knew Gorbash would be possibly okay with the whole training thing - if it meant keeping an eye on his niece, her. "'at one don't look friendly eno'gh tae get near," she said, gesturing to Breog.
The green dragon glanced over at the heros and heroine - he refused to acknowledge her ruse, but he would not spoil it for her. "You kids get out of here," he rumbled. "It's dangerous. Yeow!" He whipped his head back and shot a large fiery stream at Breog.
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Post by specialist on Nov 14, 2005 12:55:26 GMT -5
"We better come up with a good tactic. We can't just rush in like brainless idiots, we'll be fried!" Sky watched the dragons soar.
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Post by brandon on Nov 14, 2005 12:56:28 GMT -5
"Pfeh! Who needs a plan? It's not like dragons are that smart." Brandon smiled, tossing his hair.
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 14, 2005 14:48:32 GMT -5
Chris reached over and thwaped the back of Brandon's head, not too hard but not too gently either. "'at's me uncle," she said, gesturing to the green one. "Be nice." Uh, oh, odd look. Damn, that means she was going to have to explain her family tree later. "All Oi can say is don't let tha black one grab ya. 'e's deadly."
As if to prove her point, the black one reached out and nearly clawed the prince. "Sky, look out!" Then her attention turned to Gorbash. "Gorbash! Careful! Breog's stronger then he was when last ye fought him. An' Sir Orin's not 'ere ta help!"
"Tell me something I don't know, little one," Gorbash said before turning back to battling Breog.
"Oi don' un'erstan'. Why's Breog 'ere? Grandpapa Carolinus said 'e was dead," Chris murmured under her breath. Something felt wrong. "Sky! Move!" She was silently hoping she wasn't going to have to use that removal spell her Grandpapa Carolinus tried to teach her - the results would *not* be pretty. "
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Post by specialist on Nov 15, 2005 15:40:18 GMT -5
"Blimey!" Sky yelled and saltoed out of the way. "Look out all! I have the responsibility over all of you, I don't want any of you to get hurt!"
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 15, 2005 15:58:19 GMT -5
"Oi don't want tae cas' a removal spell if Breog grabs ye, Sky," Chris snapped. "'tis an *ugly* spell." Especially if she cast it. Magic? Her? Nope. Well, just a smidge. Then again, the spell never really worked out well - not even if her grandpapa cast it. What was it with Breog wanting to grab the prince?
"Gorbash, tae tha air. See if ye can lead Breog off!" She glanced over at Riven. "Bran'on's not good at this protection thing is, 'e?" she asked blandly, purposely shoving Sky out of harm's way. Her arm was cut by one of Breog's talons in the process. "Kay-rye-ist!" she cried, holding her injured arm. "'e's got blood on 'is mind."
She let out a scream in a pitch that only a female could reach. "'e's got Sky!"
OOC: me? Plotting something... maybe...
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Post by specialist on Nov 17, 2005 6:02:17 GMT -5
"Bloody hell!" Sky swore as the claws of the dragon suddenly grabbed him and forced him up in the air. "Brandon, Riven, Chris! Make sure this dragon doesn't leave these walls!"
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Post by brandon on Nov 17, 2005 6:06:04 GMT -5
Brandon was startled at the high-pitched scream of Chris, and suddenly got very suspicious. But as Sky shouted orders at him, he ran to the wall to press the large button that closed the doors of the arena. "Come on guys, help him!" He yelled at Riven and Chris.
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 17, 2005 8:15:39 GMT -5
"How did that spell go?" Chris whispered under her breath. "Carbitrome, zuminai, lavathol..." Her eyes saw Gorbash getting ready to take the air. "Gorbash, what are ye doin'?"
"That spell takes too long, let me do it," he said, releasing a pillar of flame and taking off.
Breog chuckled darkly. "May the rocks crush your bones!" he rumbled as he made move to drop the prince.
Chris didn't feel the need to state the obviousness that he was dropping Sky, and nor was she paying too close attention to where Gorbash was. "Carbitrome, zuminai, lavathol, untombre, baristome, misincromeaves, magliolac..." she started to chanting, the ancient words to the removal spell slipping free. "Of all the blazes! CALA!"
The magic shot up from the star that appeared on the ground and surrounded both prince and dragon. Within moments, the prince was missing - but to Chris, that was the least of her concerns. Her uncle was in danger of crashing, and there was no time to get the accent out. "Gorbash! You're releasing too much fire! Breath in, breath in!"
OOC: editted only because someone in a community on LiveJournal for Flight of Dragons posted the words to the removal spell
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Post by brandon on Nov 17, 2005 10:20:23 GMT -5
"What in the name of blue boxers...? Sky? Where the hell did he go?" Brandon searched, ignoring the dragon spectacle up above.
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 17, 2005 10:24:15 GMT -5
Chris sank to the ground. "Ooooh, dear," she said quietly. Uh, okay, how to explain this mess? Um.. she'd come up with a way, somehow. The plus side was that he was still alive and not a mess on the grounds. The downside was... uh.. he was now a dragon, well, merged with one..
She winced as Gorbash, uh, right, Sky?, uh, Gorbash? crashed to the ground - having not heard her cries. "That's going to leave a mark."
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