[ There's something wrong about this. The pacifist inside is nervous about using his abilities for something like this. And on a dragon - especially after the last time he touched a dragon's mind, and the horrible things that Vriska made him do with it. ] I can, I can do that.
Of course you can. If your ancestor could, then there's no reason you can't. [Getting up she trails her fingers down his arm before going to get food, some sort of watered down ale and starting to stale kind of bread. What, she's a pirate this is acceptable food half the time
Plonks both things down on the table, continuing to stand behind him] And if you need assistance, I will be able to help.
Dragons are easy to seek out. their minds are big, bold spots against the rest of the world. They're easy enough to find, but a mature dragon isn't quite as easy as a sleeping one to connect with. ]
[She'd be hurt to hear that. Though she'd mask that in gloating with practice eased. Another afraid of the grand Marquise? Only natural, really.
Eyes half lided and her hand still if firm on his shoulders she watches him. It's easy to keep her breathing quiet, and Mindfang doesn't dare speak, not wanting to break the wriggler's concentration. She's spent many sweeps waiting for her dragon she won't wreak this when she's so close.]
[ Later, later he'll be proud of this. He controlled something mightier than even the strongest of trolls and that is cause for celebration... but it takes much more energy than he's used to. This thing is awake with telepathic abilities and it's much more resistant than most.
Eventually, eventually sweating and exhausted, he lets his hands drop and leans back against his chair. ]
[With a rare show of patience she waits, holding the cup of weak ale to his lips, her other hand moving to gently touch his temple. She remembers the days of strain, still young, still learning, despite how far back those days were. And she's not a completely cruel woman, she'll give rewards to those who earn them, and good pets who do as she wishes will find her much kinder than those who don't.
Finally, impatience gets the better of her and she asks] Well?
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Because, wriggler. I've had the land, I've had the seas. Now I want the skies. And a dragon will get me that.
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[ There's something wrong about this. The pacifist inside is nervous about using his abilities for something like this. And on a dragon - especially after the last time he touched a dragon's mind, and the horrible things that Vriska made him do with it. ] I can, I can do that.
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Plonks both things down on the table, continuing to stand behind him] And if you need assistance, I will be able to help.
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this is going to make him feel awful, isn't it. but he brings his hands up to his temples. ]
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Dragons are easy to seek out. their minds are big, bold spots against the rest of the world. They're easy enough to find, but a mature dragon isn't quite as easy as a sleeping one to connect with. ]
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Eyes half lided and her hand still if firm on his shoulders she watches him. It's easy to keep her breathing quiet, and Mindfang doesn't dare speak, not wanting to break the wriggler's concentration. She's spent many sweeps waiting for her dragon she won't wreak this when she's so close.]
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Eventually, eventually sweating and exhausted, he lets his hands drop and leans back against his chair. ]
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Finally, impatience gets the better of her and she asks] Well?
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