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Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Freedom. Genevieve never felt such urgency to get out like she did now. The closest she ever felt was when she had been stalked a few years ago, the individual locked away for a felony he committed unrelated to her, a sanction she savored as it kept him as far away from her as possible. This was very close in feeling, only did her countenance waiver at his cold, calculating words. Part of her wanted to scoff and simply be on her way, there must be something that was keeping him to this cave... right? Maybe some unknown force she couldn't grasp. She pulled herself to the very top, on her hands an knees as she regained herself as much as she could, the slight exertion had her heart raising, sweat escaping her pores in a diluted mixture of fear and fatigue. He wouldn't dare, would he? Genevieve had no idea what he was capable of, whether there was any deception in his words. Part of her didn't want to imagine that his words held some truth. It disgusted her. Genevieve refused to answer the demanding dragon, instead walking out into the open air. She inhaled deeply, a sight of relief in the comfort she felt being outside. But rather than linger, she moved down the mountain as fast as her legs could carry her. The last thing she wanted to be was this thing's errand girl. Gold? Where in god's name would she find any of that? She barely had a car to her name for all she cares. This arrogant piece of work probably won't take no for an answer, heck he probably never had anyone tell him no.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Vinithrax had forgotten that humans, by their very nature, were foolish and had to be made to understand the facts of their existence. Sure she could have simply been following his orders but his acute hearing easily discerned the pounding of her feet on the ground above. She was running with no intention of stopping simply because he told her to. Normally he wouldn't care, one stray human was hardly anything to worry about. Disobedience was in their blood anyway. But he needed THIS human. This human had somehow gotten into his cave and he found it hard to believe it was mere coincidence that she just happened to be the first thing to wander in after the magic wore off. So he needed to make her understand, like he had done hundreds of others in his time, that consequences would follow her actions. Originally Vinithrax had intended to revert to his own human form and climb the tunnel himself but that would have taken too long. He was a good hunter but the world had changed too much, now that he had some time to think about the human's behavior, strange clothing, and even stranger way of speaking, that much was clear. His claws bore into the stone around the slope and broke it away in chunks. He did this with an aggression and haste fueled by a desire to regain his stolen treasure and when that much bone and muscle had a clear purpose there was little that could stop it. Genevieve probably would have made it to the tree line or even a little farther by the time the mouth of the cave exploded open with chunks of rock flying everywhere. The dragon emerged from the tunnel, shacking the dirt off himself as his full body came into the sunlight. His sage green scales did not glisten like emeralds but instead somewhat resembled his natural surroundings just as nature would intend it. The thin membranes of his wings though resembled wine in a glass when the sun shone through it...or blood dripping from a corpse. Remember human, you chose this. He announced before opening his maw and setting a jet of fire at the wood line, aiming high at the branches. The air popped and cracked from the heat as his head moved from left to right, liquid fire igniting the trees in a brilliant blaze. Fortunately it was not the dry season and the fire would not spread on it's own quite so easily. It was still quite a display though and would leave little doubt in anyone's mind as to the dragon's destructive capabilities. He did not wait to see if fear would bring her back to him, he doubted it would. Instead powerful legs launched a body seemingly too heavy for natural flight into the air, huge wings flapping and blowing the flames deeper into the forest. Vinithrax circled once before spotting the rather worn hiking path that humans had worn down over the years. He closed his wings to his body and plummeted towards it, crashing through a pine tree before coming to a stop across the path. It was doubtful she had noticed his landing in the chaos and even more doubtful she had already ran this far down the path to begin with.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

It had proved to be a challenge to move down the slopping rock formation. It was one thing to climb up, but to climb down with a dragon at your heels was an entirely new experience. She almost slipped not once, but twice in her haste, admitting the fall would've been a very nasty and potentially crippling one, only aiding in the dragon's capture of her. But once she leapt down from a height of about five feet, crouched into a roll she took off once she regained herself she took off. What had warranted this happening? She had simply wanted to have a peaceful hike on her day off, only to be flung into a world where dragons apparently exist! She felt like she was going to lose it. Legs and arms pumped as if the devil was on her back, the sound of a something ascending into the air with a sharp wisp, the sound of boulders skipping and rolling off the side of the mountain. Genevieve steeled herself from looking back, instructing herself to simply look forward and keep going. Even from this distance, his voice came to mind. Remember human, you chose this. 'I sure as hell didn't ask for this!' she thought bitterly, sprinting towards the familiar path, running through the lines of trees just as they were set ablaze. Genevieve's heart was racing, her legs ached, lungs begging for rest, but the flames consumed the trees, the heating practically licking her bare arms and calves as smoke began to blind her vision, replace the oxygen in her lungs. The exertion of running and the cloud of smoke that began to accumulate was too demanding for her. Genevieve kept pushing herself, covering her nose and mouth with the neck of her shirt as she slowed to a jog, oblivious to the shadowed figure that blocked her path. Her consciousness began to waver, like a cup tipping back and forth. She heaved another breath, losing control in her movements as she fell to her knees, cushioning her fall before she fell over onto her side, knocked completely out of consciousness.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Vinithrax scolded himself as he watched her crumple to the ground in a heap. He had pushed this one too far, humans were such fragile beings. He walked forward, his claws deeply imprinting the ground where it was soft. He delicately lifted her from the ground with his claw, careful not to accidentally split her open or crush her in his grip. The fire he had started wouldn't spread far, he intended it that way, but it would produce a lot of smoke. Being the curious lot they were he was certain more humans would arrive shortly and he didn't want to deal with that right now. There was too much he didn't know, even in the few moments he was on the surface he could already smell the difference in the air, the pollution, the stench of human colonies and their waste but in such numbers it seemed impossible. He needed answers and for now it was Genevieve who was going to provide them. So with her in hand he took to the air once again and flew low until he found a suitable spot that he remembered. The waterfall had changed very little in the past two thousand years, the flow was perhaps a bit less and the foliage was a little different but the basic premise remained the same. Vinithrax set Genevieve on his back and shielded her with his wings as the passed under the fall and into the cavern behind. It was a suitable size to hide them for a little while. He set her down on a rock and figured it was safe to leave her there for a few moments while he tended to a hunger beyond imagining. It took a little longer than he had planned, less deer now than back before, but he returned shortly with a stag limp in his mouth. For something Vinithrax's size it was hardly a meal but it would do until he could properly hunt at night. He sat so that his body blocked the falls and cornered Genevieve inside while he took his kill apart and played with his food a bit to pass the time and to savor the flavor of venison after so long. Even the meat tastes different. He thought out loud to himself like someone might talk to themselves if they were alone. What did you do to this planet? There was a tone of concern and confusion to his thoughts. As if he was worried and maybe even...scared?
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Genevieve had been oblivious to the world around her in her state of unconsciousness, the smoke inhalation made sure of that. It hadn't been enough to kill her, but enough to cause her to pass out. She was carried, limp as a rag doll, into another cave, she would be thrilled when she woke up. That was meant to be sarcastic. The brunette stirred, breathing deeply as her eyes slowly opened, blinking a few times from mild blurriness. What registered first was that it was relatively cool down here, dark, and there was the constant sound of water moving from a height. It wasn't rain falling, but a waterfall. She rubbed her eyes a bit, slowly sitting up right at her own pace to avoid dizziness, managing to accomplish that. How did she possibly get here? All she recalled was that she had been hiking... then she had been running. Immediately, her eyes found none other than the dragon that had been hell bent on chasing after her, and a feeling of dread gnawed at the pit of her stomach. It had been a hope of hers that this had been all a severe nightmare.... But it wasn't. Here she was, in another cave, the dragon that ha been fixated on keeping her from escaping was blocking her only exit, enjoying the remnants of a meal of what was most likely deer. Genevieve stared at him, feeling defeated. There was no way she could outrun him. I don't know who you are, or where this gold is you speak of. I can't be of much help, I didn't even know you existed. She was growing desperate, and hoped reasoning would help.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

o-Lunetta-o said Genevieve had been oblivious to the world around her in her state of unconsciousness, the smoke inhalation made sure of that. It hadn't been enough to kill her, but enough to cause her to pass out. She was carried, limp as a rag doll, into another cave, she would be thrilled when she woke up. That was meant to be sarcastic. The brunette stirred, breathing deeply as her eyes slowly opened, blinking a few times from mild blurriness. What registered first was that it was relatively cool down here, dark, and there was the constant sound of water moving from a height. It wasn't rain falling, but a waterfall. She rubbed her eyes a bit, slowly sitting up right at her own pace to avoid dizziness, managing to accomplish that. How did she possibly get here? All she recalled was that she had been hiking... then she had been running. Immediately, her eyes found none other than the dragon that had been hell bent on chasing after her, and a feeling of dread gnawed at the pit of her stomach. It had been a hope of hers that this had been all a severe nightmare.... But it wasn't. Here she was, in another cave, the dragon that ha been fixated on keeping her from escaping was blocking her only exit, enjoying the remnants of a meal of what was most likely deer. Genevieve stared at him, feeling defeated. There was no way she could outrun him. I don't know who you are, or where this gold is you speak of. I can't be of much help, I didn't even know you existed. She was growing desperate, and hoped reasoning would help. Click to expand... Vinithrax watched her, the look on her face telling him that almost all the fight had been worked out of her. Still though there was something admirable about how she didn't just scream or resign herself to being eaten. Not that Vinithrax would dream of eating her, humans as a whole were disgusting creatures and a pain to try and eat. I know. If you knew who I was and where my treasure was you would have told me by now. Vinithrax said to her matter of factly. All the same, you've seen me now and were somehow to enter my cavern. I need a guide in this world so that I can find my gold. What happens after that is yet to be decided but it never hurts to have a dragon on your side. It was clear to him that he was going to have to incentivize female if he hope to gain her assistance without having to threaten her beyond reason.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Genevieve fell quiet for a few moments. Was he seriously asking her to be his tour guide? The idea seemed ridiculous to her. She normally wouldn't mind jumping to such for a person, considering she's lived here most of her life so she's familiar with the city. And yet... What choice did she really have? He wasn't here for sight seeing, he's eager to reclaim what was rightfully his, and from his reaction in the cave, he seemed completely distraught at having his things taken from him. Rather than answer right away, she exhaled a soft sigh, running her hand through her dark hair. Fine, I'll help you find your 'lost treasure', but I can't bring you to the city. It's not exactly dragon friendly. She imagined, with faint amusement, how cumbersome it'd be for him to simply walk the streets, he was simply too large. Her hazel eyes stared at him, slowly moving to stand.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Vinithrax continued to watch her as she mulled it over. A few ribs snapped between his jaws, the marrow leaking out onto his tongue as he continued to treat the dear much like a dog would treat a pig ear, chewing and gnawing on it. In truth he just wanted to savor the taste of fresh meat for a little while for it had been far too long. Eventually the human came with her answer and, unsurprisingly, an excuse. Don't be ridiculous. If I continued on as I am now then those who stole my treasure would have too much warning of my vengeance. He replied before casually tossing the dear carcass to the side and out of the way. Count yourself lucky, human. Not many have seen what you are about to see. Vinithrax twisted his massive head, rolled his shoulders and flexed his hind legs, all of his joints popping in the process and an audible groan, if you could call it that, escaped his maw. Then, right before Genevieve's eyes, he began to shrink! He wasn't just shrinking though, his scales were changing color and shape, his wings seemed to melt into his body and his tail was sucked up into his spine. His neck compressed down into his shoulders and the claws disappeared into separate digits. It wasn't quite as gruesome as it was awkward. Even stranger there was no sound associated with it. At the end though there was just a man on all fours with his head bowed. He stood, still cradling his head in one hand as if he had a bad hangover. He stood at about six feet, his muscle tone was above average, skin pale but nearly flawless. His hair was a jet black and as he finally raised his head to look at Genevieve one could easily make out a well groomed, if not a bit out of style, beard and mustache. The most notable feature though were his eyes which shone a brilliant emerald green. Well there was that and the fact that he was naked from head to toe. Gods it's been awhile since I've done that! He looked around the cavern almost in awe. I'm so bloody small, ugh! This will take some getting used to. He put his hands on his lower back and leant to feel his joints pop yet again, completely oblivious to the show he was giving Genevieve at the moment.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Genevieve stood their, feet apart and her arms crossed. She couldn't believe she was actually considering on helping this... creature! ' But he's not just any creature... he's a dragon, and this really isn't just a dream ,' she mused as he mangled the deer carcass as if it were a stuffed toy, ripped apart with ease. Genevieve had living, tangible proof of what he his, he was standing right before her, but she had trouble coming to terms with it... how could she, an average, ordinary individual, unleash a two thousand year old dragon? It sounded like the synopsis one of those fantasy novels she used to love reading. She arched a brow when he told her to count herself lucky. Lucky to what? Before she stood there, witnessing his transformation into what seemed like a more reasonable form for him to wander a human city in. There, right before her eyes, the massive dragon began to shrink, his size reduced to and compacted into a human body that Genevieve did not expect he could do. Her mouth was left agape, her tense shoulders slacking a bit as she stared at him in total awe and... embarrassment? It was one thing to witness a dragon in its form, but magic abilities? She had a feelings things were only going to get weirder now that she associated herself with him. Uhm... she quickly looked away with flushed cheeks, realizing she was staring at his naked form, which he seemed completely oblivious to. Alright, well, let's get going. You need some clothes if you want to blend in, Genevieve instructed before she reached into her bag, fishing out a wind breaker before handing it to him blindly. Tie this around your waist, I can't be parading you around, we still have to walk back to my car. Without really waiting, she already began to lead their way back down the trail and towards the dirt parking lot. Genevieve scouted the area, seeing several other parked cars but no one around, so she quickly unlocked the car, opening up the passenger side. Hurry and get in. It was a midsize sedan, a few years and thousands of miles on it but it still ran well thankfully. Once her new passenger was in, she stepped into the driver's side, turning the key in the ignition. 'How am I going to bring him home?' she wondered. Being a student and working, he was unceremoniously dropped into her life and only complicated things. The only benefit was that she was on summer vacation, so work was her only concern at the moment.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Vinithrax cocked an eyebrow at the strange garment she handed him. It took him a moment to realize he was what the humans referred to as 'naked'. Dragons didn't wear clothes so there was no concept of indecency in relation to being exposed. But humans with their fragile and bare bodies required clothing to feel comfortable and there were different rules that applied to different genders. That much he remembered. He wrapped the wind breaker around his waste useinf the sleeves to tie a knot as he turned to follow Genevieve out from behind the waterfall. What in blazes is a car? He wondered aloud as he followed her down the trail. Walking on two feet was very strange, very unstable. He damn near tripped and fell on his face more than once. When they finally reached the parking lot he followed her to the designated object. Where are the horses? He asked as he curiously reached out and patted the metal body of the vehicle before climbing in. He visibly jumped a bit when she turned the ignition and the engine started up. What in the? Well this is new. He commented as he looked around the vehicle. It was his turn to be somewhat amazed. For all his strength and experience he knew nothing of the world as it was now, only what it had been.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Genevieve couldn't help but feel some amusement. He has been asleep for hundreds of thousands of years, times have certainly changed from what he last remembered it. It would require some teaching and patience, she imagined him almost like a little kid, relearning the environment around him. The strange objects and nuances of modern day life... boy this was going to be a very interesting summer. She decided to explain to him as best as she could, she was a pretty patient person... for certain things. People don't use horses all that much, only for recreation, sport and maybe carriage rides for special occasions, she explained as she backed out of the parking spot before carefully maneuvering out of the narrow lot and onto the road. Cars are basically mechanical vehicles powered by fossil fuels, some partially electric. They help mobilize people since, you know, we can't fly, at least in the way you're used to. It's a practical way of getting around. Unfortunately, they aren't the most sustainable way of living. The car revolutionized the ways communities were built and such, allowed people to live further and further out. They reached the open road, a long stretch of highway heading back into the city. It would be roughy a forty minute drive before they reached the city and her apartment. She already knew her roommate was at work, thankfully their schedules were polar opposites so the last thing she needed to worry about was explaining a naked man in their place. They drove by stretch of forest, until the towering buildings of the city could be seen before them. It wasn't long until they reached the outskirts, where her apartment was located. It was still daylight, and people were walking around, so she simply prayed no one she knew personally would catch her sneaking... By the way, I don't even know you're name. Since we'll be spending time with each other after all... I'm Genevieve, the brunette introduced.
Thread: (Lunetta & Rook10) Of Scales and Gold

Vinithrax stared at her as she explained things to him. Half the words she used he didn't understand in the least and so he chalked it up to human magic and meddling in things they had no business with. Very good. He replied, his pride preventing him from admitting such ignorance. He spent to better part of the trip trying to work out what she meant by humans flying, the idea sounded ridiculous. He stared out the window trying to remember compare the land to what he remembered but it was all so very different. When he first spotted the outline of the city in the distance he imagined that a new mountain range had appeared and humans had carved it into rectangular shapes but as they got closer he could plainly see that was not the case. These were structures much greater than any castle he had ever seen, he wondered how much of his gold was tied up in these silly things. As they passed through the suburbs he realized that the human population had grown considerably and their dwellings had changed as drastically as their transportation had. Eventually it all became too much and he had to close his eyes and lean his head back against the seat. What on earth had happened while he was asleep? At her mention of names though he looked over at her. Well met, Genevieve. I am Vinithrax the Highspoken, first of his clutch, born of Vanuel and Parthrax, born of...His lineage continued on for another three generations and two, supposedly, noteworthy deeds before he finally stopped. He wasn't trying to impress anybody, she was a human after all and a woman at that, but this was just how a dragon was, prideful, to a fault.