Flight 005 || Alexstrasza || [in person]

[everythings_mom]

[After her routine patrol of the manor to make sure the mortals she had taken under her watch were alright (and in the process discovering she had, in fact, been gone for a number of months), she took to the outdoors planning to claim her usual spot for slumber in the gardens

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just a la casual

[notkinkypatch]

[We'll keep this brief for sanity's sake; Even lazy bastards like Badou get itchy and restless when cooped up in an insane fuckhole house like the manner and no amount of beer will fix that. So we find him sauntering around the grounds outside, puffing away, nose and cheeks beginning to grow as bright as his hair, when he spots a scene so awe inspiring and strange and terrifying that he stops completely in his tracks and gapes]

.....Oh, a furry movie shoot. That's...totally not fuckin surprisin at all...nope....haaaaaaah....damsel in distress angle....t-thaat's great, I totally didn't just see this, nope...[And so with great distress he mutters to himself and tries to decide what to do, no doubt in hysterics way louder than he ever means to be]

Lol b'awww poor Badou XD

[everythings_mom]

Hm?

[She patted the dragons on the nose before stepping back.]

Boys, take a different form, you're startling the human.

[She turned to Badou as the two dragons were suddenly people-things. One human, the other some sort of purple elf-thing. Though the small whelplings don't seem to have the handy-dandy ability to shape-shift and thus remain cute tiny flying lizards.]

Hello again dear. Do not be frightened, these are my children. They will not harm you.

I'M INCREDIBLY SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG it kept giving me a 505 error message =_=

[notkinkypatch]

[That's all well and good, the transformation sequence minus the sparkles and sailor schoolgirl outfits was a little more comforting but Badou still manages some sputtering and staring and pointing and opening his mouth with the most unflattering and constipated noises seeping out before he finally registers that HEY someone is TALKING to him!] Ohhh heyyyyy....you're that one chick that damn near stepped on me....[Ohh he'd recognize her anywhere....by the helpful eyeful he has on her cleavage that is]

So you ain't really shootin' a movie, huh? H-haaaaaah damn I coulda gotten some good publicity...[Sure he talks big and dorkily but the way he's eying her babies is definitely anxious, but then something else registers]
...YOUR.....KIDS? AS IN...YOU UHHHH...you...[Hand gestures galore and uncomfortable sputtering, OH GOD THE IMAGES!]