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3 yrs ago
Current People who can just shoot their shot every time are insanely brave. There is always some serious trepidation in messaging strangers hoping to become RP friends, even if you are confident!
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4 yrs ago
That computer showed up a lot later than expected. ^^;
4 yrs ago
New computer will be here sometime Monday. Sorry for any delays.
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4 yrs ago
Haven't slept in two days and have done absolutely nothing productive! Fantastic.
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4 yrs ago
I don't like getting older.
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"Lu?" Verloren murmured softly, his mind slowly starting to wake up a bit faster, much despite the fever. He had been twitching and cringing while the dragon cleaned and reapplied the medication. As he stopped cleaning the wound, Ver carefully lifted a hand up to lightly pat the dragon's mop of white hair with a faint smile.

"Thanks. Its actually really difficult to do that on my own. I don't know why I didn't just ask you to do it. We don't need to head into a village yet, unless you really want to. I kind of want to keep exploring and getting farther away from the city though. I don't think they would still be chasing after us, but on the chance that they might, being caught at this point would be kind of difficult. They'd probably check the near-by villages for us anyway." Ver pulled his hand back from patting the top of Lu's head, digging around in his bag for the bandages. He had brought two kinds, thankfully. A roll of wrap and then some gauze pads that he could use to stick on places he couldn't wrap! Like the entire right side of his face.

Pulling out one of the pads of gauze, he gingerly poked at the cut on his cheek for a quick moment before looking at the strip of thick, sticky gauze pad. "Here, can you put this on my cheek? I cant see how big it is clearly. Don't worry about covering the ear though, that will just have to deal with the air for now."

In truth, he was kind of disappointed that he was already hurt on the first day of their escape, but he couldn't say he wasn't happy either. Now that it was a new day and they were still free, all his excitement was returning already, making his fever and the dull ache from the wounds nearly vanish! There were some advantages to being young, and maybe this was one of them. Or maybe it was just because he really didn't want to go back yet, if ever.
"It kind of throbs, but, that's about it." Ver grunted softly, giving his head a light shake. "Its alright though, Lu. I really just need to wash it really good and put some more of that medicine on it and it will be fine." He flexed his face a bit, enough to make himself wince as the cut on his cheek was moved a bit more than it wanted to be. "It already formed a scab! That is a good thing."

Ver had wondered over to the riverside, though was unable to drop down to dunk his head into the river while Lu dug around in his bag for whatever he was looking for. There was quite a bit in there, though. Flint, various small tins, a few rags, some food, and a spare change of clothing.

"I just need to dunk it under some water to be sure to get my ear too." Verloren slowly lifted his hand up to lightly poke at his ear tenderly, wincing a bit at the touch. It hurt a bit more than he thought it would, but then again, if it was getting infected, it was only natural it would hurt. He had dealt with infected cuts before, he had had several from roughhousing with other young riders and from training. But he had been able to see all of those ones and was in the city where he could get help if he truly needed it. Oh well.
Verloren slept soundly as ever snuggled up to Lu. Probably better than he ever had in his own bed, truthfully. There was just something about sleeping outside that was oddly comforting. Or maybe it was the fact that he was sleeping beside Lu. Oooor maybe it could have been the fact that he was feeling a bit too warm. The sun was up and he needed to get up now too.

A soft groan escaped Ver as he slowly pushed himself up. His face was kind of red, though it wasn't from the morning sun or anything. Probably a bit of a fever. "Lu. Mmm... need to go clean my face off." He muttered softly, giving the dragon a light pat before he slowly pushed himself to his feet, stretching himself out a bit. The leaves that had been stuck to the right side of his face the previous night had all managed to fall off, leaving to show the cuts on his cheek and ear. Frankly, neither of the wounds looked that great. They were red and a bit swollen, just adding to prove that they probably were a little bit infected.

"I gotta' say though, that was probably the most peaceful sleep I have ever had in my entire life. Aside from feeling a bit too warm, I honestly feel like I could climb a mountain or something!"
Verloren gave Lu a small pat on the head as the dragon laid his head into his lap. "Its alright, really. I sometimes have weird reactions to medications sometimes. Remember a few years ago when that one kids dragon got really angry and accidentally burnt my foot? And how I couldn't walk for nearly two weeks because the medicine they used on it had a really bad reaction and instead made it worse?" The teen sighed, just shaking his head.

"It'll be fine in the morning. I just need to be sure to wash it really well. Plus, it just means that it is working." He nodded, talking in a rather calm, reassuring tone. He didn't want his draconic companion to panic or worry over something like this. If they were out here on their own like this, there was no doubt in his mind that there would be other times when both of them would get wounded. He had seen many elder dragons before and their riders, they were all covered in scars, some of them even missing limbs, eyes, wings.

He couldn't say it outright, but it had always bothered him how the older the riders and their dragons got, the more wounded they became. It confused him a bit too. If things were so dangerous out here, why was there never any attacks on the walls? It was always far away from the walls... Hm. Oh well, now wasn't the time to give it much thought.

Shaking his head a bit, Ver slowly leaned his head forward, lightly resting the left side of his face against Lu's, letting out a rather tired sounding sigh. "Now that we are just sitting here, I am actually really tired." He muttered.
"It does sort of itch, but it will be fine for now." Verloren muttered, still digging around in his bag before finally letting out a soft, defeated sounding sigh. "Though you know, I am starting to wonder if a fire is a good idea or not. Because if the things they say about the real monsters appearing during the night, wouldn't they be able to spot us and single us out rather easily with the light of the fire?" He might not have been an expert when it came to studies of the arts or anything, but Ver did pay attention to the things he thought were important. Hunting and some basic outdoor survival stuff was just some of it.

"Maybe having a dragon blanket for the first night might be a good idea... it kind of worries me a bit. Ya' know the whole thing of how light attracts danger in the dark, especially predators that hunt at night. Like those big cats! Or the, uhm... what are they called, the things with the huge teeth and thick fur..." Verloren stopped for a few moments, making some weird hand motions as he tried to recall the creature he was thinking of. But after a couple more moments, there was only a small sigh of defeat, he couldn't remember what it was to save his life!

"Tomorrow we can get up early and scout the place better if we feel like sticking around here, or maybe we could take off a bit farther past the forest or something." Slowly Ver lifted a hand up, lightly rubbing the top of the leaves with two of his fingers. A small content groan escaped him as he did so, it was apparently itching a lot more than he thought it was! But then again, being tired really didn't help that factor. By now his adrenaline high was dwindling, and even if he wanted to explore more, it was getting too dark really look at anything else now.
Verloren stared up at the tree, tilting his head to the side for a few moments as he watched Lu sit down beside the tree, wrapping his arms around himself under his cape. The teen tilted his head to the side a bit, slowly lifting a hand up to lightly tap his chin, trying desperately to not touch the leaves that had been carefully placed on his face to stop him from touching the wounds. They stuck extra well due to the medication he had applied before, but now it sort of itched.

"I think you can return to being dragon if you want. It might be a bit difficult with all the trees and the bushes and stuff, but you'll be a lot warmer. But I can have a fire going here in just a few minutes, gotta' collect sticks and stuff. Flint is in my bag somewhere too." Ver mumbles, quickly starting to fumble around with his bag as he brought it around to his left side so he didn't have to strain his face as much to get a better look inside the bag and its various small pockets.

"Uhm. How is your wound doing?" He asked, still rummaging around in his bag for the flint.
Name: Syberus Fuchs
Alias: Zerker
Age: 23
Appearance: Clicky
Weight: 120lbs
Height: 5'3"
Gender: Male
Country of Origin: Germany
Occupation: Research Division - Kitchen Duty/Assistant



Verloren let out a small noise as his hand was grabbed to stop him from poking at his face. He frowned a bit, but nodded his head in agreement. "Sorry. I don't have a mirror out here so I can't see it to tell if the bleeding had stopped yet or not. I'll stop poking at it now though. Well, at least until the medicine is absorbed, then I need to apply more. But other than that I'll stop touching it."

Almost on que, Ver lifted his other hand to try to touch at the right side of his face. But he stopped himself and shook his head a bit vigorously. Nope, touching it was bad. Touching healing wounds more than needed was bad, it added to risk of dirt and germs getting into it and causing an infection. To better take his mind off of the throbbing of his ear and cheek, he started to look around at the river and the forest as they began to wander inside of it.

The more he looked around at the outside, it felt like he was entering some place that had gone untouched by human hands. An elder dragon had once told him that humans were the real problem of the world, how they destroyed everything they touched. But the elder dragon had also told him it was humans that were still a young race, learning the ways of the world that they were not entirely built for. Compared to other things, humans were really weak. They did not heal fast, they had slow reflexes and their strength compared to the nearest humanoid-like creature was even weak. But if there was one thing that humans had that advanced over other races, they were far more adaptable to their situations. Hrmph. One small thing to be proud of.

Verloren jerked his head to the side as he looked across the river, dark grey eyes going wide as he caught sight of a rather colorful bird nestled between some of the thick underbrush. It was bright and vibrant in color compared to the various shades of green and brown of the leaves around it. A small hum escaped him as he tossed a glance to Lu with a bit of a smirk.

"I've never seen such pretty animals like this in the city." He said, whispering. He felt it would have been disruptive to speak too loudly... he didn't want to scare the animals here. He just wanted to see them a bit more.
Verloren let out a small chuckle as he was nudged, giving the dragon a small pat on the nose before nodding his head lightly. "You are probably right. It just feels a whole lot different without the walls and all of the buildings around! Its nice, though. The air out here feels more breathable."

There was another silence from Ver as he pushed himself up from the riverbank, slowly lifting a hand up to lightly poke at the right side of his face once again. He knew better than to keep poking at it, but he had to make sure it had stopped bleeding. Which, thankfully to the medicine, had stopped bleeding. Though the wounds sort of throbbed a bit, it wasn't anything he couldn't deal with. He just had to be sure not to sleep on that side of his face tonight and check it again in the morning!

"That is a good idea, it will be easier to hide that way. Once we get farther from here, just imagine how much you can fly, unrestricted without people yelling all the time about knocking cloths off of the lines and the such." A soft snort escaped Verloren as he shook his head. "What do you think about following the river for a bit? Its goes right into the forest."
"After we get a bit farther, something to eat would probably be a really good idea." It hadn't taken all that long to get the arrow out of Lu's wing, and to better help cover their tracks, he tossed it into the river to let it be swept away by the current. He'd been as careful as he could pulling it out, but it seemed it was impossible to pull it out without a bit of skin. At least dragons healed faster than humans, even if it did scar, it wouldn't be a bad one.

"Well... you are a dragon and I am a somewhat skilled fighter, as long as we are careful and don't press our luck too much, I think we should be fine for the night in the woods. Especially if we just find a decent spot to camp at for the evening. I don't think I'll need a fire around this time of year." Verloren dropped down to a kneel at the rivers edge, dipping his hands into the water as he lightly scrubbed at his hands to wash away the blood into the water. Maybe he should have tried to wash his face and ear before putting the salve on it, but it was a bit late for that now.

A soft sigh escaped Ver as he finished scrubbing his hands, his head slowly leaning back to look up towards the sky once again. "You know, its weird. Spending all my life looking at the sky, but it has never looked as beautiful as it does now. I wonder why that is."
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