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[fuckyeahbetween]

Characters: Ruth and YOU
Location: Grounds
Time: Middle of the day
Content: White dragon in white snow playing.
Format: ACTION
Warnings: Excessive cute. Dragon charades. Usual Ruth warnings, he can't speak to anyone but telepaths but he can understand you perfectly.

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[confucius_said]

[Liz is out and about, heading to her next class, when HOLY-EFFING CONFUCIUS! THAT'S A DRAGON.]

W-WHAT THE HELL?!

[Gawking and more yelling ensues.]

[fuckyeahbetween]

[He lifts his head and peers back at Liz, then bows his head just a little, giving her a quick bob.]

/That is different/

[He walks over and stretches up, rearing back a bit. He barely bigger than a horse but certain long and his wings spread like that make him look a lot larger. It's not often he's full size]

[confucius_said]

[Different is an understatement. This was downright bizarre, at least for Liz.]

[Steps back a bit when Ruth approaches her and holds her hands up.]

Oh god, what am I suppose to do. I ain't no frickin' dragon whisperer.

[Looks at him nervously.] Uh, hey there, boy.

[fuckyeahbetween]

[Ruth peered at her. Dragon whisperer. Well this girl was full of odd terms really]

[But he seemed to be scaring her--and a small dragon like him shouldn't be scaring anyone--so he flipped his wings back neatly, letting a shower of snow flutter up around them and gave her the best impression of a smile one can give with a dragon snout and whirling green eyes]

[confucius_said]

[The sudden shower of snow did not amuse Liz. She rolled her eyes.]

Oh great. There goes my plans for staying dry for the day...

[Ah dammit. Even a heartless animal hater like herself couldn't help finding that attempt of a smile cute. So she gives him a tiny grin back.]

You got a name, or something?

[fuckyeahbetween]

[Dry was a novel concept for a dragon covered in snow, but it wasn't as if the snow bothered him. He seemed highly capable of taking cold temperatures]

[Name. Giselle had typed it out one day and he was constantly being tutored in how to spell things and he could do this!]

[He reached out and swept a patch of snow smooth with his wing, carefully angling it not to get snow on her again and wrote out R U T H in wobbly letters with his front claws]

[He inspected it with pride and his green eyes whirled a little faster]

[confucius_said]

[She watches him spell out his name in astonishment.]

Woah, man. A dragon that can write. Now that's something you don't see everyday.

[Her grins grows a bit wider as she extends out her hand. Hey if he can write, why wouldn't shake hands.]

Nice to meetcha, Ruth. I'm Liz.

[fuckyeahbetween]

[He extended an arm, ending in a clawed hand and then peered at her. He didn't want to hurt her after all]

/I am not sure how.../

[Instead he bowed his head slowly and peered at her quite intently, whirling green and blue, fast]