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[dragon_father]

Hm. I appear to have been rumbled. Ah well. I'm getting bigger. I wonder if I can do the dragon-reek trick yet...

*concentrates*

*a cloud of brownish, vapour smelling of death and putrefaction begins to rize from his scales*

*sniffs* Oh yeah, that smells so much better than chocolate...

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[haughty_elf]

*comes in*

*sniff* ew, eru what's that smell?

Oh, it's you. Time for a bath. *smirks* Who knows what kind of germs you're carrying so it'll be a bath with much disinfectant added to it. :D

*carries you to the bathroom and dumps you in the bathtub full of cold water*

[caranthire]

*bites down on her cigarette and peers over her sunglasses*

Fuck'n hell. It HAS grown.

[dragon_father]

*chirps sadly*

[lord_feanor]

AH-HAH!!!!

You've GOT the shitter!!!

Morno, give your lizard to Daer-ada!

*smiles sadistically*

[caranthire]

Uhm... Ada? Don't you fucking dare. I KNOW that look.

LOOK. Let's just untie the fucking thing, put it somewhere safe and talk rationally about this.

*hisses*

I am NOT having Morno watch you kill something he loves in front of him.

[turin]

*would so not object to the killing part*

[lord_feanor]

*would do so right now other than traumatising his shiny new grandson who's never been tainted by death or kinslaying or anything else icky like that*

*dammit*

[turin]

Phooey.

[haughty_elf]

Oh bugger off, I'm going to get this bitwound your little DRAGON gave me taken care off...

*leaves muttering to himself*

[mornaquilde]

YOU HURT MORNO LIZARD!!!!

[haughty_elf]

Your dragon hurt me first. *shows you the bite-wound*

[mornaquilde]

*glares*

*doing a good impression of Caranthire despite the blonde hair*

YOU NOT NICE. YOU MEAN!!!

[haughty_elf]

*is really not affected by your puny glare*

Boo-hoo.

Look, your dragon stank. I tried getting rid of that by a bath. Your dragon bit me, I took safety precautions and immobilized it. It was to have free movement again once he smelled clean again but no you had to interrupt things as you always do. You really get that annoying quality from your mother.

And if you think I'm mean just wait until that dragon of yours gets bigger and has you for lunch.

[caranthire]

Excuse me but DON'T. YOU. EVER. TALK. TO. MY. SON. LIKE. THAT.

You scared the CRAP out of him by what he saw as YOU torturing his PET. He doesn't KNOW it's a fucking dragon. So just BACK OFF.

[haughty_elf]

Whatever.

I'm going to get this bitw-wound taken care off. *walks off*

[caranthire]

Come on, Morno. Just ignore him.