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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/24/2018 10:51:08 PM
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"Are you sure that it's a he."
[i]As if understanding still, Ragnarok nodded it's head towards Rue, confirming it's - or rather, his - gender. The creature would nod towards Traci, though it would still sniff her yet, as if searching for.. a scent, perhaps.[/i]
"Liz, why is it.. he.. searching you?"
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"I'm...I'm not sure." Traci curiously stared at the dragon in confusion.
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"I don't.." [i]Rue murmured, as the creature would then rumble gladly, satisfied with it's searching. Rue would shake her head as she sat down.[/i] "...There's nothing from this. This was a complete failure, on my part. The Trayvens.. they'll take this cesspool once they hear.."
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"I'm so sorry, Rue...this is my fault too." Traci began to fake crying a little, shaking her head. "I should've done better."
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"...We'll fix this. Okay? We'll.." [i]Ragnarok huffed then, as if wanting to grab Traci's attention. The beast knew something that Rue didn't know at all. A familiar scent, recognition of another individual.. something of the sort.[/i]
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Traci turned her attention back to the dragon. She stared into its eyes, wondering why it hadn't just gone away by now. "What is it?"
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"It's like it's.." [i]Rue fell silent, as Ragnarok would lean down it's head, huffing smoke from its nostrils as it beckoned for Traci to.. climb onto it. Perhaps, unlike Rue, it had caught onto her masquerade.[/i] [i]That was still a problem. Revealing to Rue. Eliminating Rue from the fold, even, though the Tribune forces here seemed to be either dead or retreating.[/i]
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"I'm so sorry..." Traci climbed onto the dragon. "Your sister is okay, Rue. Don't worry, I only knocked her out the other day."
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"What? Liz, what do you.. [i]Liz, what do you-[/i]" [i]As Ragnarok took off, and flew into the sky, it came clear to Rue about what Traci meant. So clear, that a spike of an obsidian black rock flew over Ragnarok, the dragon crying out as it flew down.[/i] [i]Though no other shards came, as if Rue had composed herself yet.[/i] [i]Beneath Ragnarok's flying form, the city of Khaom burned in despair. Flames swallowed the corrupted place entirely, black fire coating the buildings and walls. It was a hopeless sight. But a deserving one, nonetheless.[/i] [i]So Ragnarok began to fly off, off into the distance.[/i] [spoiler]Fin. Final bit coming up, alongside a recollection and finishing of Empress of Fire.[/spoiler]
