Waylon Jones (
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the_campus2014-01-26 04:27 pm
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[Croc sat in a comfy chair in the lounge. He had a large cigar in hand, and wore a clean white suit. He'd been here a while, and has been able to find items to his liking. On top of that his closet seemed to supply him with nice clothes, tailored to his odd body shape. He likes that he's being taken care of in a way, but still not happy about being here against his will.
[He tried getting answers out of the Lunch Lady, and the Nurse, but he couldn't get anything. Any harm or torture he tried didn't work or he'd black out while trying to get answers, and wake up in his room. He tried swimming off the island, to see what they may be close to, but that too didn't work. He wonders maybe if working alone wasn't enough. Maybe he needed to get a gang started on the island. He'd focus on getting a group together, then taking control... but who on this island was cut out to team up with? He wasn't going to work with any losers, that's for sure.]
((ooc: Croc is chilling in the lounge. Pester, mingle with other people, look for snacks what ever you want :>))
[He tried getting answers out of the Lunch Lady, and the Nurse, but he couldn't get anything. Any harm or torture he tried didn't work or he'd black out while trying to get answers, and wake up in his room. He tried swimming off the island, to see what they may be close to, but that too didn't work. He wonders maybe if working alone wasn't enough. Maybe he needed to get a gang started on the island. He'd focus on getting a group together, then taking control... but who on this island was cut out to team up with? He wasn't going to work with any losers, that's for sure.]
((ooc: Croc is chilling in the lounge. Pester, mingle with other people, look for snacks what ever you want :>))
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[Karasu has to pause to put down the bag of chips and take the candy bar out of her mouth before answering.]
I'm not human, if that's what you're asking about.
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[He scratches his chin. He wonders what she is, and how he could use this info to his advantage.]
What are ya then, ya look pretty human.
[But smelled completely off from one.]
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[She holds up some of her hair as an example.]
My hair and eyes match my scales and eyes in my other form, and my senses are better than a human's, if only a little bit.
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[He laughs.]
No really though, what are you?
[For some reason dragons are way to outlandish for him to believe in. Super villains and heroes, sure. Dragons? Now that is just stupid.]
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Well then, lets go girlie.
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[Karasu will just be going outside, leaving her snacks in the lounge for now. She can always get them back later.
It's only once she's walked a decent distance away from the building, at the edge of the forest, that she stops.]
Stand over there, all right?
[She indicates a spot a few feet away from her, then relaxes, calling up that power that's now all too familiar.]
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She gives a slight growl, almost as if asking "Believe me now?"]
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Well I'll be damned, yer a dragon.
[Can you sell a dragon? If so, for how much?]
Is there a lot of ya around?
[How'd he miss the whole 'there are dragons' thing...]
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She's the only one of her kind... well, that she really knows of, at least. According to that other dragon girl, there was definitely more, but she can't speak to that. Especially having not seen her for a while.]
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[Well that probably means no one would be into buying dragons. Maybe he could end up using her... he'd have to keep tabs on her.]
so if yer a dragon... why havent you tried flying off this rock yet?
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She points upwards, trying to indicate it's up in the air, too.]
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[Man that sucks. He thought maybe he could ride out on her or something.]
That's unfortunate.
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It is. Trust me, I've tried, but once I get past that barrier, my wings lock up and I fall. And even high falls hurt for me.
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[Well you're not rendered completely useless yet. There may be a use for you in the future.]
If there's a barrier like that, there's gotta be a thing makin' it right?
[Like a computer? Those things can do that right? Right?]
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[She runs a hand through her hair, sighing.]
The only person who seems to know anything is that lady whose voice comes over the intercom.
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One day I'll get my hands on that woman.
[Then take control! After he makes her and who ever she works for pay for imprisoning him.]
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