[Fang's outside! Near Dat l'Cie Household. She's out in the open, and is throwing a
fang-shaped crystal in the air and catching it. It flickers, catches the light of the fading sun, but it seems to glow on its own as well.]
'Bout time I tried doing this. [She grins, throws the crystal up one last time.]
Bahamut!
[The crystal morphs in mid-air,
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Wooowwww. ]
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Even though she's really confused about the sudden sex change of her Eidolon, Fang never wastes an opportunity to brag and/or gloat. She leans closer to the Mirror, grinning widely.] It's something else, isn't it?
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Does everyone get a dragon except me?
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No, we have dragonlings and drakes and dragons and high dragons, all of which seem to take an unhealthy interest in trying to eat me. And we have possibly insane old ladies who turn into dragons - or maybe that's dragons who turn into possibly insane old ladies...
Oh, and old gods who pretend to be dragons and try to take over the world. It's a dragonfest, really. None of them are quite as shiny as the one you have over there, though.
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...and yep, there's the smirk.] Sounds like fun. Bahamut here is one of a kind, far as I know it.
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She does not focus on her thoughts for very long, unable to help taking note of the less than pleased look on the Fang's face. )
Is something wrong?
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Hope. Alexander's still male where you're from, right?
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Yeah, that's right.
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Interesting...
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That's a rather impressive creature you have there.
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[Taps her chin pensively while she looks up at the sky as well. It seems so vast, so unfettered, but she knows better than that.] Finding a way out of this place is always worth it, I think.
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[She smirks, closes her eyes. She's torn down one sky before, what's another?] You're right about that.
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