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Woah i wouldnt go that far.
It was...fascinating to watch his brother slowly take control of the man. It was a process and he could clearly see the array of emotions and thoughts that passed over his brother's face in a journey of emotions, without having to rely on their linkage with one another. Like his Daddy, Sleipnir was starting to understand why it was so hypnotizing to observe and study someone, the curiosity having never flared down from one generation to the next, but he didn't share the same thoughts about the mortality of the man. As far as he ever knew from his memories, the humans had never been any more than tools. Something that had taken away the world quietly in their bitterness. They had never played any essential part and truthfully, they didn't even seem worth playing with. Watching Sky take control the first time though, would always be highlight. He had no interest in the human, only his brother. His powerful, cool and collected brother who, even for a dragon, seemed way beyond his years. They both were, just, the world had become so desolate that it was harder to recognize such a fact.
The tears broke his eager attention momentarily. Out of all of them, they were the few left with the luxury of such tears, but Sleipnir still wanted to reach out and wipe away his brother's sadness, stopping just short for fear he would break the concentration shining brightly in his eyes. Instead, he let his hand drop back down to his side and merely shuffled closer.
Back to humble watchfulness as he followed Sky's hand, watching the fabric wrinkle and grow wet beneath his palm. And his gaze flickered back up to Sky's face, eying him with a sort of strange rhythm in his chest. Beating faster; a growing excitement as he shuffled all the closer to his brother. A small pinkness darting out to wet his lip as his blood pounded in his ears or was it another beat outside his body that he was hearing? His hand twitched expectedly in Sky's firm grasp, the wet warmth made it so tempting to pressure the soft source it was emitted from. The fluid made it feel viscous, the muscle made it feel firm. He glanced up at Sky, then reached up and pressed the still beating heart between them, letting it brush across both their lips. Parting his mouth as his brother did, for mutual reveling in the special warmth pulsing between them.
More than ever, he wished that he had just enough strength left for a small gust of fire. Then perhaps he could retort Halley's casual remark about 'relieving stress' with his own 'relaxing' method. The perfect opportunity snubbed him right in the face as the dragon loomed right out of the darkness in front of him, close enough that he could nearly see the smaller crystalline scales that marked every dragon's skin and was the only imperfection they had in their humanoid forms. His gaze flickered from Halley down to the darkness below him where he could feel the dragon's presence against his bare skin. Nakedness had never been a problem, but Halley clearly didn't understand boundaries and had Regnum not been strapped down, he would've striked him already though perhaps that was what the cocky dragon wanted. The light tap made him tense, the injection akin to a mosquito bite, but the jab of prior needles hadn't numbed his fight or flight instinct. In fact, such an instinct came flooding back to him.
Without much thinking, the bonds holding him down snapped and he stumbled forward, disorientated with the foreign floor suddenly below his feet again. He caught himself on Halley's shoulder, straightening and letting go immediately whilst Leo was given his own little boost.
Needles, cutting, the hydra was almost too far under to really care as long as he was given enough anesthesia to just about numb the pain. His absolute worse nightmare was to never find it in him to fall into that peaceful sleep again. In other words, the hydra dreaded being awake. Dreaded the sudden tension in his muscles that overtook him and the way the world suddenly brightened as his eyes widened. Still, unlike Regnum, he didn't snap his bonds as off yet.
Shame the majority remaining females weren't given the same treatment.
"Terra.." The firey dragon glowed lowly in the darkness as he regained some of his strength. Just enough to see the earth dragon. Reaching over, he began to tug at her own bonds.
The tears broke his eager attention momentarily. Out of all of them, they were the few left with the luxury of such tears, but Sleipnir still wanted to reach out and wipe away his brother's sadness, stopping just short for fear he would break the concentration shining brightly in his eyes. Instead, he let his hand drop back down to his side and merely shuffled closer.
Back to humble watchfulness as he followed Sky's hand, watching the fabric wrinkle and grow wet beneath his palm. And his gaze flickered back up to Sky's face, eying him with a sort of strange rhythm in his chest. Beating faster; a growing excitement as he shuffled all the closer to his brother. A small pinkness darting out to wet his lip as his blood pounded in his ears or was it another beat outside his body that he was hearing? His hand twitched expectedly in Sky's firm grasp, the wet warmth made it so tempting to pressure the soft source it was emitted from. The fluid made it feel viscous, the muscle made it feel firm. He glanced up at Sky, then reached up and pressed the still beating heart between them, letting it brush across both their lips. Parting his mouth as his brother did, for mutual reveling in the special warmth pulsing between them.
More than ever, he wished that he had just enough strength left for a small gust of fire. Then perhaps he could retort Halley's casual remark about 'relieving stress' with his own 'relaxing' method. The perfect opportunity snubbed him right in the face as the dragon loomed right out of the darkness in front of him, close enough that he could nearly see the smaller crystalline scales that marked every dragon's skin and was the only imperfection they had in their humanoid forms. His gaze flickered from Halley down to the darkness below him where he could feel the dragon's presence against his bare skin. Nakedness had never been a problem, but Halley clearly didn't understand boundaries and had Regnum not been strapped down, he would've striked him already though perhaps that was what the cocky dragon wanted. The light tap made him tense, the injection akin to a mosquito bite, but the jab of prior needles hadn't numbed his fight or flight instinct. In fact, such an instinct came flooding back to him.
Without much thinking, the bonds holding him down snapped and he stumbled forward, disorientated with the foreign floor suddenly below his feet again. He caught himself on Halley's shoulder, straightening and letting go immediately whilst Leo was given his own little boost.
Needles, cutting, the hydra was almost too far under to really care as long as he was given enough anesthesia to just about numb the pain. His absolute worse nightmare was to never find it in him to fall into that peaceful sleep again. In other words, the hydra dreaded being awake. Dreaded the sudden tension in his muscles that overtook him and the way the world suddenly brightened as his eyes widened. Still, unlike Regnum, he didn't snap his bonds as off yet.
Shame the majority remaining females weren't given the same treatment.
"Terra.." The firey dragon glowed lowly in the darkness as he regained some of his strength. Just enough to see the earth dragon. Reaching over, he began to tug at her own bonds.
We really need notifications for threads. Like...really.
You mean Caocao's angry face?
Which one?
He didn't appreciate Halley's snap. They barely knew this new comer dragon, he had just popped out of nowhere claiming to be the guardian of some ancient tree of which they could've used the help of much earlier. Where were they during the great fall outs? During the time where they at the very least needed a sign of hope! And now, they were just as trapped as rats as they were or so he would think. The restraints had been calculated according to the maximum of draconian strength, at the very least the most that Path was willing to provide in his humanoid state. Ancient draconian strength on the other hand, fueled by the sap of the Ygdrassil tree and nurtured by years and years of training just to be called a knight, it was untested and erroneous to assume it'd be the same as the others. An over sight. Not even the council knew about it.
Right now, all Regnum could feel was a sort of mild irritation before such strength was demonstrated, gritting his teeth to avoid responding to the dragon's quip. He was just like the hydra, thinking he could own someone. Resting his weight against the restraints, hanging his head, not sure if he should allow such a feeling of defeat to overtake him because once it did, he doubted he would find the strength to life that burden once more. The darkness was suffocating, something he wasn't all that used to as well without his usual light to brighten the way. He couldn't even manage an ember like glow now. Just for a moment, he felt like not trying. There was very little left to try for, only now there weren't many others who could question what they were fighting for because they were gone now too. And Sanare...he wished she was here right now to offer him some encouragement. Closing his eyes, he was pulled out of his somber thoughts by a sudden snapping sound. Every one else's heads seems to shoot up hearing that almost impossible sound.
Regnum's fiery eyes flashed briefly in the darkness as he just about caught the barest color in the darkness approaching him before he felt slender fingers running up his leg, reminding him he wasn't exactly clothed at this time. His own restraints protested, but did not give way as he tensed, a low growl emitting from his throat, glaring into the darkness ahead of him, "How can you think of such a thing at a time like this!? We need to get out before anyone returns or sees that you've escaped. Hurry up and find a way to let the rest of us out!" He barked, baring his teeth to the man whilst the other subject to the less than subtle molestation merely yawned.
"As long as you do the work." He sleepily murmured, eyelids already drooping.
The younger came barreling straight forward, flinging his arms around his brother and causing them to tumble to the ground. Laughing happily at he felt his brother's more familiar form, "You changed back!" He exclaimed as they picked themselves up from the metallic floor. Only then did Sleipnir start to look around, down the long corridor that they had come down, then at the unconscious guard. Helping his brother up, he bound towards the unconscious form, excitedly pointing him out, "Oh Oh, he can take us everyone else! Make him yours Sky! Do it now!" He coaxed, jumping excitedly around his brother. This was it, they had finally gotten out! Nothing could stop them now!
Right now, all Regnum could feel was a sort of mild irritation before such strength was demonstrated, gritting his teeth to avoid responding to the dragon's quip. He was just like the hydra, thinking he could own someone. Resting his weight against the restraints, hanging his head, not sure if he should allow such a feeling of defeat to overtake him because once it did, he doubted he would find the strength to life that burden once more. The darkness was suffocating, something he wasn't all that used to as well without his usual light to brighten the way. He couldn't even manage an ember like glow now. Just for a moment, he felt like not trying. There was very little left to try for, only now there weren't many others who could question what they were fighting for because they were gone now too. And Sanare...he wished she was here right now to offer him some encouragement. Closing his eyes, he was pulled out of his somber thoughts by a sudden snapping sound. Every one else's heads seems to shoot up hearing that almost impossible sound.
Regnum's fiery eyes flashed briefly in the darkness as he just about caught the barest color in the darkness approaching him before he felt slender fingers running up his leg, reminding him he wasn't exactly clothed at this time. His own restraints protested, but did not give way as he tensed, a low growl emitting from his throat, glaring into the darkness ahead of him, "How can you think of such a thing at a time like this!? We need to get out before anyone returns or sees that you've escaped. Hurry up and find a way to let the rest of us out!" He barked, baring his teeth to the man whilst the other subject to the less than subtle molestation merely yawned.
"As long as you do the work." He sleepily murmured, eyelids already drooping.
The younger came barreling straight forward, flinging his arms around his brother and causing them to tumble to the ground. Laughing happily at he felt his brother's more familiar form, "You changed back!" He exclaimed as they picked themselves up from the metallic floor. Only then did Sleipnir start to look around, down the long corridor that they had come down, then at the unconscious guard. Helping his brother up, he bound towards the unconscious form, excitedly pointing him out, "Oh Oh, he can take us everyone else! Make him yours Sky! Do it now!" He coaxed, jumping excitedly around his brother. This was it, they had finally gotten out! Nothing could stop them now!
....Pfft....Tsk...Ch..She took your mom out long enough!
It was starting to get noisier and noisier as the dragons and hydras alike began to regain control over their own vocal chords. Their voices growing in strength and beginning to fill the room. Arguing, muttered comments, Terra screaming hysterically at the hydra who seemed to have completely forgotten their most effective means of evading capture from dragons when they needed it the most now against a surprisingly common enemy. Common, he supposed to some extent because in truth, a dragon, a hydra, any being of before was never made to bow to that of mortal kind. And yet here they were, restrained, violated and nothing more than waiting subjects for when their captors returned. And what exactly were they doing about it? Wasting their time arguing and pushing the blame around!! It was enough to make the fiery dragon grit down on his teeth, the heat rising in the pit of his stomach like re-ignited coals. His wings clanged against the metal table against his back as he tugged at the leather enforced restraints that forced him down,
He was not made the unofficial head of the draconian council for nothing, but right now, aside from his voice there was nothing. Completely exhausted from the simple exertion, the dragon slumped back against the table, panting. Much had been taken out of him and even at his lowest, Regnum had never felt this weak before. Obviously, he wasn't going to stay around and let them worsen his condition nor abuse the right of his team.
"Stop arguing," It felt strange to say those words, without Sanare around though to play the patience of the leader, he had to step much fuller into his room. Fighting against the pain and exhaustion, he licked his lips and continued, "We need to, we need to figure our way out of this before they come back, before all we can do is argue! Now..." He paused to breathe, but not for long or else he wouldn't find the strength to speak again, "Do any of you...see an exit?"
It seemed that even with his encouragement, Skylark was stuck fast and steady. The door creaking, but not giving way to him. Gritting his teeth, the young dragon slid off of his brother once more, running up to the door and placing his hand against his metal. Staring down teary eyed at it, he felt his own anger start to build because they were so close..so close to outside, to the others, but now they had just gotten themselves into an even worse situation! "It's not fair!" He raised his fist and bashed it down against the door, wincing as the metal bit back coldly. Throwing his hands against it repeatedly as his brother continued to squirm next to him, "It's not fair, Sky! It's not! We can get out, it's not fair if we're stuck here!" He cried out, the sound of his clanging bound to attract some attention.
Like the attention of a passing guard come to investigate the bangings and clangings coming down the corridor. Eyes glowing golden, he chanced upon the panicking dragon, but before he could reach for his own stunning weapon, the swing of Skylar's head knocked him backwards and out cold onto the floor, simple as that.
Alternate ending
Like the attention of a guard who with one simple swipe and already made orders, could behead a captured beast in one fell swoop
"QUIET QUIET!"
He was not made the unofficial head of the draconian council for nothing, but right now, aside from his voice there was nothing. Completely exhausted from the simple exertion, the dragon slumped back against the table, panting. Much had been taken out of him and even at his lowest, Regnum had never felt this weak before. Obviously, he wasn't going to stay around and let them worsen his condition nor abuse the right of his team.
"Stop arguing," It felt strange to say those words, without Sanare around though to play the patience of the leader, he had to step much fuller into his room. Fighting against the pain and exhaustion, he licked his lips and continued, "We need to, we need to figure our way out of this before they come back, before all we can do is argue! Now..." He paused to breathe, but not for long or else he wouldn't find the strength to speak again, "Do any of you...see an exit?"
It seemed that even with his encouragement, Skylark was stuck fast and steady. The door creaking, but not giving way to him. Gritting his teeth, the young dragon slid off of his brother once more, running up to the door and placing his hand against his metal. Staring down teary eyed at it, he felt his own anger start to build because they were so close..so close to outside, to the others, but now they had just gotten themselves into an even worse situation! "It's not fair!" He raised his fist and bashed it down against the door, wincing as the metal bit back coldly. Throwing his hands against it repeatedly as his brother continued to squirm next to him, "It's not fair, Sky! It's not! We can get out, it's not fair if we're stuck here!" He cried out, the sound of his clanging bound to attract some attention.
Like the attention of a passing guard come to investigate the bangings and clangings coming down the corridor. Eyes glowing golden, he chanced upon the panicking dragon, but before he could reach for his own stunning weapon, the swing of Skylar's head knocked him backwards and out cold onto the floor, simple as that.
Alternate ending
Like the attention of a guard who with one simple swipe and already made orders, could behead a captured beast in one fell swoop
Only momentarily. Plus I don't remember, but it was probably momentarily.
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