Thread: Heartfire (Vertaige & darkangel76)

It was all so insignificant, really it was. Humans were ephemeral, almost gone in a blink of an eye. But here he was trying to keep them away from his own kind. Duncan Lowfyr sighed. If his parent's knew they'd beg for him to stop, to let the humans interbreed and in turn mingle with dragons. He looked at his watch again, siting impatiently in the dark limousine watching the neon stained city pass slowly as he rode by. An ad for a product here, a new restaurant there...Hard to believe that a few hundred years ago this city had been so small. Now it was a metropolis, bustling with bodies and buildings. His own datpad streamed a constant feed of raw data to him, screaming for his attention with its faint glow and pulsating beacon. The tablet projected a several windows in midair and he rearranged the pages of his speech via touch, each time when he pressed one , a soft glow would appear around the silhouette of his fingers. Humans while fragile were infinitely clever and their advances in technology made a lot of old dragon habits easier. In fact he could monitor his hoard through online banking and even track how and where it traveled to gain interest. Granted at .001 per year it took awhile, but such was the deal with hoards,otherwise dragons would own all the money in the world! He made some adjustments as he huffed. He was due in twenty minutes and while he would arrive on time, he would have preferred to be early. He smoothed out his burgundy business suit and adjusted his green tie. He would have worn blue to spite his peers but tradition dictated one wear the color of the family. Duncan let his mind wander for a few moments, a rare treat he almost never allowed and began thinking of his future. Duncan wondered about a certain letter on his den's table. He knew who it was from and why, and that's what made it so puzzling. After a few minutes he saw the convention center draw nearer and he slipped his Datpad into his interior pocket. Simon, I'll be done by three, should you be late I'll eat you. Duncan smirked as he saw his driver shake his head. The man,Simon, had been his driver for almost a year and even though he was human, Duncan liked the stoic driver. He rarely spoke and did as he was instructed, a gem for the dragon. After stepping out of the vehicle he scowled as he walked into the center, eyeing the security. It had been doubled and this bothere Duncan. Even so he walked the halls being escorted by a few gaurds to the backstage area. He could hear the crowd rustling in thier seats, adjutsting to the unfamiliar position of siting upright. He heard his name called as he strode out, emotionless and saw the spread of the audeince. Many were dignitaries and even some humans sprinkled themselves among the ocean of dragons. To those who care, Duncan began, not needing a microphone, instead using his voice at its naturual volume, We stand on the precipes of change. However it would be wise if we began looking at matters in a different light. Afterall interbreding among species, particualarly humans and dragons could have an impact far beyond what even the wisest dragon may see. Duncan pulled out his Datpad and flicked a finger on it towards the crowd, instantly several graphs and charts sprang to life as large as billboards for the crowd to see.