and i can't believe how much i've wasted my time

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Who: THE WORLD'S FINEST (DRADON FIGHTING TEAM) and the OBLIGATORY DRAGON.
When: Forward-dated to the 4th.
Where: The docks!
Summary: Khisanth, no, baby, those were not Tic Tacs. 8[ Stop taking things from strangers, seriously. BUT IT'S TOO LATE NOW, and now there's a pissy and hallucinating dragon off to fuck up SERO's docks.
Warnings: probs not

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[ Her name. Had that been her name? She's almost sure she'd heard it, but-- well, that makes some sense, doesn't it? These disgusting creatures live in the Abyss, after all, and those in the Abyss are privy to all sorts of information you'd probably rather they didn't have.

So she ignores it, except to renew her own fury. Her tail whips around to slice one of them through the middle (taking out a truck, which flies into the water), and this time she's hardly surprised when it splits away only to pull itself together and reform a few seconds later. She could escape. She could take to the air. But these things-- she's entirely sure they'll follow her anywhere she goes, possibly even into the air. In fact, just thinking about escape by flight seems to have given several of the twisting, mutated forms wings.

She'll fight on, then. She lashes out with both wings (there goes a crane and a stack of boxes waiting to be loaded) and spits a torrent of acid (that warehouse didn't really need four intact walls), and looses another loud scream for good measure. ]