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Listening to her clear her throat while still staring Inadi down, he was wondering why she started to look even paler and more nervous than usual. He stared at her with a face full of anticipation for her answer, hoping that it would be a straight up rejection. It would be best that way. Life is easier when there's no competition, not that he felt like he could lose to Jasper anyway. When she began to part her lips to speak, it seemed to draw his face even closer, just in case she decided to whisper it. 

[b]Jasper:[/b] "Uh..uhhhh..uhmmm. W-wuh-well.."

Lesley nodded his head quickly in encouragement, urging her to continue. "Yes? Yes? So what do you think about Inadi?" The hue of her face almost dove down into a bad shade of pure white, even though it should be hard to tell because of her albinism, but he knew that she didn't appear to be feeling very well. But still, the determined Les pressed on with a willful stare even as she started to waddle a little off balance in his arms. Next thing he knew, it seemed that her legs had melted because he had to hold her up. [i]'Wtf is wrong with this chic? Like seriously, it's a yes or no question'[/i] he thought as he hauled her back onto her own two feet. 

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All he could do was stare. It was a horrid mystery as to why he had lost all control and force in his body to move away as soon as she started to haunch over in a throw up position, but there it was. To his utter misfortune, his hand was still out stretched from when he flicked a hand to draw her attention to the main target of their whole conversation. But now it had found another purpose, Jasper was using it like some kind of toilet to empty all the undigested food initially floating in her stomach acid. It was warm and sloshy within his palm, and the strained puking noises she made were enough to set his own stomach off, making him him feel sick as he threw up a little in his mouth just from witnessing all this. Her back would arch up, tremble, release, and collapse back down until there was no more left.

She finally stopped and Lesley was still standing there, dumbfounded and flabbergasted in relation to what just happened. He was currently holding a hand full of puke with a large pool of muck underneath it. Then in a resurgence of energy, he turned his hand over to let the rest of the throw up join the rest of its pals who were slowly seeping between the crevices of rock. Looking straight up to the sky, he opened up his mouth and let out the most disgusted, banshee-like scream he could ever muster. This continued for at least five seconds before he looked Jasper dead square in the pupils with an infuriated '[b]GLARE OF DEATH[/b]' before stomping off to wash his hand clean. He would have loved to smear or throw her own puke right back at her, but Lesley only came to realize that he could have done just that while a soldier sacrificed the rest of the water in his pouch to wash off Lesley's hand.

"And to think I was actually starting to forgive her, UGH! That snarkle-kettle! I just wanna," he then commenced into gnashing a fist into his other palm like he was violently killing a bug that landed there. [i]'I swear, I'm gonna make her pay!'[/i] There was no soap around whatsoever so he was just going to have to travel the rest of the trip with one extremely bad-odored hand.

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Returning to the front where the humans were gathered, he came just in time to see Leila part from the dragon's face from what seemed to be an embrace and they were all called to huddle closer together for a blessing. He almost fell into place beside Jasper, but he shot her a dirty look which definitely had some imaginary lasers blasting out of it before he stalked off father away from where she stood. As soon as he settled down in a spot where Jasper was nowhere in sight, he observed in curiosity at the clouds that began to arise around them once again. Upon the evaporation of the white wisps, he noticed that his open cuts had disappeared and he no longer ached.

[b]Grandma Dragon:[/b] "So you saw our little Citrus with a bunch of witches and didn't even help him!"

Uh-oh, grandma rage mode. She looked rather infuriated and Lesley secretly cheered her on as he noticed who her anger was directed towards. 'Ehehehe. Jasper's gonna get it now ૧(^ಠﭛಠ^)ﾉΨ' But to his chagrin, her son-in-law fanned out the flames before anyone could get hurt. Lesley huffed ╮(　￣д￣;)ノ . Dragons, nobodies, and humans continued to discuss until Harper blurted out,

[b]Harper:[/b] "We'll go after them and we'll save your grandson!"

Lesley groaned mentally, but watched in surprise as the Living List flew out from within Harper's pack and hovered before them to display the target for their up coming quest upon just achieving a Dragon's Laughter. Now it was Lesley's turn to throw up as his stomach began to churn and do flip-flops.

[b]Harper:[/b] "Yes! We'll find your son and put a stop to the witches."

He couldn't believe it. This was surely not at all a coincidence. [i]'Darned list is a freakin' spy! IT'S WATCHING US... (ㅇㅅㅇ). Stalker...'[/i] he grumbled wordlessly to himself as he began to conjure a theory of his own. But they had no choice. The Queen wants what the Queen wants and a Queen gets what a Queen wants so they were just going to have to go and get it. He felt as if this Nowhere place where humans randomly stumbled into was just a more whimsical version of the movie "Saw" with the Queen playing Jigsaw. Goosebumps springing up along his arms at the disturbing thought, he mentally accepted their fate, preparing himself for yet another adventure.