Unfinished business

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Quarter: Tessera (Autumn)
Day: 3
Year: 81377 (3) <hr>     Though it was technically autumn, the day felt much like any other day of the previous summer - the sun shone brightly on the shores of the resort town of Chafuo, a stunningly beautiful place indeed. The shorelines alone were enough to draw the attention of the average 'dragon, but the region itself was so advanced that it could be compared on many scales to some of the greater human cities of their time. On one of the many beautiful mountains, in one of the many deep caves, sat Oli, looking out over the city and its coastline, sunbeams twinkling in his eyes. The brightness of the scene was in stark contrast to the business to be conducted later this day, yet before he was to get to his meeting he would spend some time carousing in the town below, as unassuming a 'dragon as any others who had come for the peace and tranquility of this day and this place. Perhaps, even, he'd find some of his own.

    He set out down the side of the mountain at a brisk pace, towards the industrial section of town, where he felt most at home. Though still horridly clean, it was much dirtier than the rest of this town and was replete with objects of comfort - dumpsters, trash cans, smokestacks and flashing lights - as well as machines of every shape and size. He strolled down the streets, realizing suddenly that something felt wierd - he shook his head slightly to rearrange his hat. It didn't seem to move. Cautiously reaching up with a paw, he touched nothing but his deep blue hair - a glance behind him gave no clues to the location of his hat, either. "Bloody 'ell. Lovely day this is g'na be, by the looks of things." I must have lost it on the mountain, he reasoned, I'll find it on the way back up. He'd later discover this would not be the case - and would never see the hat again, unfortunately. Thus was life, however, and he got past the inconvenience without too much trouble.

    Arriving at a local cafe, he sat, ordering himself a clear drink that smelled strongly of alcohol, and proceeded to watch passersby, yet today the thoughts of malice and sadism which he was so accustomed to did not come - the pleasantness of the day had taken its toll on him and he soon forgot all about his hat, sitting back and enjoying himself simply watching the other 'dragons continue on with their busy lives - and for a moment, the chore for the night was pushed out of mind.
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<font color='#CC0033'>OOC: Well...this should prove to be interesting

IC: Eryk sniffed the hot, dry air, from his hiding place in one of the many caves overlooking Chafuo. He caught a scent if 'dragon, and it was a familiar on e too. It couldn't... Cautiously, the black 'dragon crept from his cave, blending in with the shadows, extinguishing his tail flame. He followed the scent, and lo, there was the 'dragon. Yes, it was him. The 'dragon he had met in the Black Market, the one who had forever changed him - the evil one. Trying to hide his presence, he crept forward slowly. Wonder why he's here. Proably the same reason I am. He felt something. . Eryk recalled their meeting. They had fought over a supposed invasion of territory. Eryk had searched the 'dragon - Oli's mind, and found evil.When he recognised this evil, Eryk felt, something which had never hapened before. He realised he had felt heppiness, at the malice in the 'dragon. Somehow, this changed Eryk, and he became evil as well. Giving up on discreetion, he slid out of the shadows, an ignited his red tail-flame. "Well, well. Fancy seeing you around these parts. Eryk said, plastering a smile on his unfeeling face.</font>

 

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<table width="440" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" height=* valign=top><tr height="35"><td width="100%"><img border="0" src="http://www.xstem.com/olitop.gif" width="440" height="35"></td></tr><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#4E6F87"><font face=tahoma style="font-size:10px; font-weight:normal; color:white;">Oli regarded the newly arriving 'dragon with a certain degree of surprise - moving only his head, he turned slightly to glance at him - certainly, this was a strange twist of fate. The events of long ago ran through his mind and he momentarily became lost in the task of recognition, the full scene of the day replaying in his mind. Yes - he would rather like to to talk with this dragon. To maintain his serious air, he still did not move his body - focusing his telekinesis on a nearby chair, he pulled it up to the table. "Come. Have a seat."
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<font color='#000080'>::Zataire saw the two dragons talking as he slowly came closer to them, his black wings lifted slightly, showing no signs of agression, as his claws dug into the ground as he walked he thought to himself, today things will change, today i will meet new people, and today i will be happy, as he got closer he said:: I am Zataire ::he looked at the other too and just smiled, hoping he was not interupting anything because he did not need to get into another fight::</font>

 

<font color='#CC0033'>OOC: Sorry I haven't been on! It's hols for me now, so I'll be on much more often

IC: Eryk, knowing better that to say anything, simply took the seat and sat down. "So. Oli. What brings you to these p....". As he asked the question, another 'dragn stepped out, an said simply "I am Zataire". Eryk turned his head, and looked at the newcomer. "Why are you here?" was all he asked, his unfeeling eyes staring into the others.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>::zataire looked blankly to the other pendragon, he just siged and looked around looking for a place to retreat if needed so::

i saw you guys over here and thought i would come say hello and maybe meet some new people

::zataire smiled as he sat down slowly::</font>

 

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<table width="440" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" height=* valign=top><tr height="35"><td width="100%"><img border="0" src="http://www.xstem.com/olitop.gif" width="440" height="35"></td></tr><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#4E6F87"><font face=tahoma style="font-size:10px; font-weight:normal; color:white;">Oli spat. "Aye. You thought. Thinkin's what gets ya in trouble aroun' ere, aye? Y'lucky, ya little wank, that I'm a good mood t'day or it's well likely I'd rid myself of the burden of your existence right off." He'd been horridly bitter since the loss of his partner - she'd run off with another 'dragon and he hadn't seen her since. He was, to sum it up, quite upset about the whole event. And today would not help - he could tell right away, this day would exist for the same reason as every other day - to make his life hard.

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<font color='#0000FF'>BlackThunder silently watched the little group of pendragons. He gripped the hilt of his dagger and drew it out silently while observing the group. he muttered under his breath "maybe i will found some good stuff worth stealing to pay for food" BlackThunder leaped up to the top of the building and  pulled his black cloak around him as he waited for the moment to attack.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>ooc: oops... ummm Zataire is a MALE.... ~looks at last post~ ill haev to fix that one

Bic:

::Zataire slowly sat down, staring at the other pendragons, slowly flexing his claws, he just sat and listened, not sure if he should speak::</font>

 

<font color='#CC0033'>Eryk looked from Oli, to this 'Zataire', the tension so thickyou could cut it with a knife. Suddenly, he felt the familiar prickle on the back of his neck. He turned, seeking out who was watching them. He disliked spies, he didn't trust them - especially as he sometimes was one. "Oli. We got a bug."</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>::Zataire just grolwed looked to this Eryk shaking his head::

how can you assume something so quickly, how can you be so nieve to not give someone the benefit of the doubt

::zataire then layed, his taill flicking and his ears back and wings just slightly spread, waiting for them to respond, or maybe attact, but he was ready, to defend his word::</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>BlackThunder had picked up everything said and he crouched lower. "who is this eryk that can see me, yet others have never seen me?" BlackThunder watched and waited patiently for an respond to eryk words which could lead to his discovery</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Oli grunted. He, too, had felt the presence, yet not the need to vocalize his concern. He took a nonchalant glance along the rooftops, tracing the sillhouettes of the buildings with his eyes until he spotted a strange anomaly that did not coincide properly with the otherwise uniform facade of flat roofs and straight-edged buildings. It was the rather diminutive form of a pendragon, yet from a distance he could not determine the intents of the visitor. He nodded ever-so-slightly as not to alert the so-called "intruder" of his discovery. "Aye, a bug indeed." His oculars then leveled a glare at Zataire, "As for you bloke, you bloody well better stop making so many damn assumptions! Like I said, thinking is what causes trouble!" He cast another sideways glance at the visitor.

Things had a tendency to go from bad to worse.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>::Zataire did not know what to think or say, he just kinda layed around and watched everyone closely, watching if they will give off signs of dislike... he just waited patiently, as they all spoke::</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>BlackThunder being an skilled assassin knew he had been spotted. "damn i need to hone my skills" Since the penddragons had seen him he felt it was time to show his face. BlackThunder leaped off the building and flew through the air with his claws out. He landed a few feets from the others. BlackThunder cautiously stalked around the pendragons checking them out from an distant and looking for their weakness but most importantly he knew oli was the most dangerous member. His fur bristled in anger as he cautiously strode up to the pendragons and he sheathed his dagger as to show no aggresiveness torwards them. "I shouldnt be showing my emotions" he thought angrily as he face became blank and he stared at Oli ignoring the others.</font>

 

<font color='#CC0033'>OOC: Sorry! I'm back now...

IC: Eryk truned to look at this Zataire, his cold eyes appraising this 'dragon, but turned back to look for the would-be spy, who had just enetered the cave. "What do you want with us?" He said, pacing around the 'dragon, newly poisoned claws softly clicking on the hard stone. Eryk's red eyes bored into the spy's, one of his more favoured intimidation techniques.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>::Zataire just smiled and looked to the other::

i am not here to cause any problems, just to meet some new people and have a good time

::he nodded slightly, as he looked into the others eyes, just wondering what they would be thinking, he layed there, watching their every move, hoping maybe things would get interesting and something would happen, something fun::</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>BlackThunder watched as the male tried to imitidate him, It did not work as Black piercingly gazed back into the red eyes. He had been in many fights with beings that might be called demons. This 'dragon was similar to one he had fought still Black gazed back,his eyes scanned the room as he tried to spot the most likely threat that could harm him in any way. It would not do to fight them alone, the odds would outweigh him. " who am i is none of your business" he spoke with an emotionless voice "nor is my purpose important" His tail flickered slightly as an small warning that he was prepared to fight till he lost his life.

He stepped backwards slightly in yet out of the cave so that he could have better space to fight or flee if he had need to do so. He felt an urgent need to roar his displeasure at the lack of respect shown to him. He held this need in check as his tail-flame ignited and blazed with an alien coldness which was odd as it flickered around Black as he slackened his body to give him flexability if he needed it. So far there was no such need.</font>

 

<font color='#CC0033'>Eryk continued his pacing, allowing his tail flam to ignite to it's usual blood red colour. Helooked at the 'dragon, gearing for a fight. Fool. He is outnumbered, even if this Zataire doesn't help us. He will most likely die tonight. He thought. Eryk was annoyed at this 'dragon. He didn't know why, but when he was annoyed, those who annoyed him never lived to tell the tale. He tensed his muscles, ready if the 'dragon were to strike. He unsheathed his claws to their full extent, and growled slightly.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>::Zataire stared at Eryk, watching his every move, knowing he could turn hostile at any moment, watching as this black beast circles him, watching his every move, Zataire spreading his pure white wings, exposing his underside, just growled in return::

i did not come here to fight, i dont know why you have to be like this... i came to help

::Zataire clentched his large fangs together as his white eyes almost seeing right through Eryk, his claws digging into the ground, showing he was not going to attack, but would stand his ground is necessary::</font>