<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='font-family:Geneva'>Who: http://shadowlack.com/persona.php?id=188Baal Deathwing</a> & http://shadowlack.com/persona.php?id=352Joey</a>. When: Tria 45, 81379 Notes: For http://shadowlack.com/forums/index.php?showuser=2186Sinok</a> & whoever else. *** It was an odd Tria day, lacking the warmth of the others. A sign that something either destructive, or nice could happen. A theory which Baal Deathwing took very seriously. He was sitting on the edge of the stairs, leading inside the cold halls of Jarnardan. Having no classes today, he decided to enjoy his morning coffee outside. Sipping at the warm beverage carefully, he read the morning newspaper. Nothing had been happening these days, strangly to him. Sometimes he wondered if it would be better to leave for Fronima. But that made him wonder about Takjas. It had been a long time since he had heard from his lover, and was worried that something might of happened to her. "Qots umyshaj ryjemd pui, tlyfli jyssemd ni rypi ufui, omsel sha pui E lui kylp uduemts shata ejym tsagt." he mumbled.</span></span>
Joey had been sitting upon a bench nearby snivviling. The recent rehabbed drug addict had seen some interesting days recently, and what had just happened has seemed far worse than any bad day she has ever had in her life. Worse then her drug relapses, worse then her near death. Worse then anything. She was pregnant. It was to noticable now but her stomach had a slight little buldge to it. She wasnt sure how she would tell the father..and what would she tell other people? Only time would tell.
<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='font-family:Geneva'>Baal Deathwing's ears caught something. The sound of someone crying. It was a female, about the same age as he was. He approached her slowly, trying to be nice. He hated it when people cried, it always reminded him of how much he missed his brothers, his entire family was gone. "E hyga shus tha't ycui." he mumbled, stretching out a hand towards her. "I'm Baal Deathwing." he said, a basic introduction. "Are you okay." he asked. The cloudy skies hung over thier heads and the sound of the female dragon rang in his ears. Baal Deathwing, hated crying. </span></span>
Joey wiped her nose with her wrist and she looked up at him. "I guess." she said staggerdly. Her right eye was a little red from the crying. And her left was cluded so you couldnt really tell. Anyone could tell that she was trying to hold back on bursting into a huge crying fit. She was gulping and her breath was terribly uneven. "Im Joey..." she said slowly.
<span style='font-family:Geneva'><span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>He nodded. "What's wrong." he asked, sitting down next to her. He reached into the leather bag, hung around his shoulder. A second later he had drawn out a few tissues. "Here." he said, handing them to her. He looked up to the skies once more. The rain would be coming soon. </span></span>
She wiped her nose and sighed. Should she tell him? What has she got to lose...well...maybe her relationship....so she shoudlnt tell who the father is. "I found out i was pregnant this morning...." she said softly. Under her dark fur she blushed. She wasnt much for lying outright to people. Like how she did tell her boyfriend immediatley as they met that she had a drug problem a few months ago. Here she was a great person at telling tall tales...and normally lying to people about adventures..once again telling the truth...the embarrassing truth to a complete stranger.
<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='font-family:Geneva'>"It's nothing to be ashamed of." he said placing a hand on her shoulder. Baal Deathwing and his brothers had been born when thier mother was but the same age. The rain slowly began to fall down from the skies, almost as encanted by the heavens. "It might be best if we were to get out of the rain." he said, standing up from the bench. "Vyj gjysakseym." he mumbled, as a barrier of bright orange covered the two. She did not deserve to be drenched after such news.</span> </span>
A black figure on four feet stumbled into the courtyard, somehow, he had managed to avoid the teachers and made it into the courtyard. He seemed to have red streaks but they were really deep cuts all over his body. Seeing two young 'dragons there under a shield from the rain he attempted to get over to them. He growled slightly and just passed out in the rain.
She stood and nodded. She never could do real magic other than transformation (which she hasnt done in a long, long time) She had heared the growl and turned to see the young 'dragon passed out upon the path. She gasped slightly frightend(sp?), holding her stomach protectvly.)
<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='font-family:Geneva'>Baal Deathwing let out an enormous sigh. He would have to aid the dragon who had fallen. He had to make up for the demons that once consumed his mind. "Yv ull shemdt sy kojta na, Nera." he growled under his breath. Walking over to the dragon, he noticed that it was covered in blood. Down on one knee, he held a hand over his chest. A bright orange glow surrounded him, and in moments he was cleaned up. The bleeding had stopped from the wounds, but Baal Deathwing knew the scars would always remain. At least, they would on him. "Fuca og." he said, standing up. The other female was still alright, safely covered by the orange barrier. </span></span>
ooc: Ima gunna post cuz its been awhile since this had a post ic: Joey whimpered behind him. "Is it okay?" she slowly began to make her way over. "What is it?"
Drsuj growled and tried to get up slightly. He slipped back into the mud. Breathing heavily he said <span style='color:red'>Do not tell anyone about my presence here</span> his gruff, crackly voice told of years of tourture and alone somewhere.
ooc: once again Im gunna post cuz people keep forgetting its here! >=( Joey left the orange bubble and made her way to the 'dragon, kneeling down and placing her hand on its forehead. "Why not?" she looked at it nervously. She looked up at the man "We have to get him inside..." she said softly.
ooc: cannot be forgetting since i was last one to advance it and it'd be weird if I posted a second time. Ic: <span style='color:red'>"I'll be sent back"</span> he didn't specify where though as he tried to right himself into a semi-sitting position. ooc: wow, real writers block there.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>SORRY! I completely forgot about the thread x_X</td></tr></table> Baal nodded, turning away from the dragon. "Sham py shus." he said, hoping not to sound rude. "Ev ha fethat sy kyna emtepa, sham ha fell kyna emtepa." he responded to Joey.
She looked at him slightly scared "I dont know Ramathian...." she stood, up slowly. "Theres something very wrong going on" she shivered and clutched her stomach protectivly. She touched the weakend mans forehead softly "Im scared..."
He looked concerndly at the hand on his forehead. It had been a while since his last contact with another 'dragon. Her hand did however shake his paranioa slightly, as he got himself into a full sitting position.
He nodded. "If he wishes to come inside, then he will come inside." he responded to Joey. He was not meaning to scare her. But of course, Baal Deathwing was a scary creature. He was a demon. He had fought demons before, and knew that they were very harsh. He would come to the aid of the male, but only because Nera instructed him too. If it was not for Nera in the Fronima realms, Baal Deathwing would be dead.
Joey whimpered and stood, rather afraid...she didnt know what she could do nor how. "We should bring him in....my room is nice and warm...its cold out here with the rain..." she watched them both, fear and confusion in her eyes.
