Comments | harlene_quinzel: [The sparling sands of some Carribean island or another] As far from Gotham as possible

harlene_quinzel

[The sparling sands of some Carribean island or another] As far from Gotham as possible

Jun 23, 2005 18:31

As they pass over emerald green islands in the vast blue of the sea, Harleen spots a stretch of shining white beach and points frantically at that shore ( Read more... )

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zhilbar July 1 2005, 23:11:48 UTC

He chuckles, rather enjoying the way the attractive female pressed herself close to His form... but shook out of it for the moment. Going into a gradual dive, getting steeper every second, He pulses Best hang on tight, My dear... to her mind and aimed for the beautiful deserted beach.

harlene_quinzel July 1 2005, 23:22:20 UTC

Harleen smiled brightly and shrieked with laughter as her personal, living roller-coaster ride began to drop. She wrapped both arms tightly around Zhilbar's neck and watched the beach below rush ever closer.

"I should travel everywhere like this!"

zhilbar July 1 2005, 23:39:50 UTC

No argument here!

Going faster and faster and showing no signs of slowing, Zhilbar dives straight down, breathing a few puffs of smoke on the way. Just before reaching the sand, Harleen hears a *Put put.. puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuxxx....* as they stop without any attention paid whatsoever to inertia.

Zhilbar reaches His head back and grins, saying "Sorry, My dear... ran out of gas. You know how it is with these "A" types."

Rotating upright, He flaps His wings twice and settles gently on the sand, casually considering doing some glasshaping with it later. Once He verifies that Harleen is ready to come down, He extends and curls His body in such a way as to act as a long, nearly circular slide, with suitable guardrails humping up out of the scales to avoid any accidents. He double-checks the angle of His tail to ensure she'll just spin off the landing harmlessly instead of a possible rough dismount, and follows her progress with a smile.

harlene_quinzel July 2 2005, 00:22:49 UTC

"Weeeeeee!"

Harleen giggled girlishly as she slid down the length of the dragon's back and off the end of his tail. As she hit the sand she promptly ran for the water's edge and let the waves lap at her bare feet.

"Mmmmm. The water is all warm!"

She turns and faces Zhilbar.

"Thanks. I needed this. I'm uh..still not dressed for swimming though. Or for much else, really! Ha ha."

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