third thought | holy coral it's a dragon get in the carp

[hearsnoevil]

Who: Mao and you!
When: Not too long after the curse kicks in?
Where: In/around the plaza
Style: any!
Status: Open like a box!


<sub>[yep.

there sure is one long-ass dragon flipping his scales in the plaza. And by flipping his scales, he's one angry, snarling bundle of scales.

And sooner or later during his hissy fit, he ends up getting tangled up in the coral, but it's not stopping him from thrashing around. Really, the only way to really tell who this dragon is, is by getting close enough to look at the eyes--if anyone recognizes the Geass sigils for who they belong to.]</sub>

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[ex_fintastic398]

[ Concerned girldragon is go! ]

You should flail around like that, you're going to get hurt!

[hearsnoevil]

_{[oh hey, another dragon--okay, he's actually not sure if she was a dragon before this curse or not, but it was still pretty alarming. Because he's going to snarl and wedge himself further back into the coral. Actually, it's even more alarming that he can't hear what people are thinking.]}

It's coral! It's not going to do anything!

_{[Yet, anyways. If he keeps struggling it'll probably start cutting him up a bit.]}

[ex_fintastic398]

It could cut you, and you could twist something! Now please stop, and I can help get you out!

[ She ducks forward, but doesn't try to actually do anything to get him loose, afraid of injuring him. ]

[hearsnoevil]

_{[ayup, now he's just stuck-stuck at a really awkward angle. At least he cant squirm around anymore--all he can really do is snort and stare at Feffydragon.]}

Fine--Happy?

[ex_fintastic398]

Very!

[ She tries to stick her head in to get a better look at how he's stuck, but her horns get a bit in the way of that. ]

This might be a little difficult...

[lamorteblanc]

[ He'd tracked you down, roomie. The thrashing was surprising to say the least so he's a little relieved to see you grounded at least. However, the tangling on the coral is a little... concerning.

One of the wolf ears he's sprouted twitches and his tail swishes thoughtfully as he approaches and crouches down to the dragon's eye level. ]

Mao, really. Is all this rage necessary...?

[hearsnoevil]

Yes.

_{[It's practically hissed out as he attempts to untangle himself, claws gripping at the branches.]}

I didn't ask for this!

[lamorteblanc]

[ He's still as calm as ever, though his curiosity is only betrayed in the way an ear flicks at him. ]

Neither did I, truth be told. I suppose this is the city's doing but much good will it do you raging as you are.

[ Exhale as he reaches out to place a hand on Mao's snout. ]

Now calm down.

[hearsnoevil]

_{[With the hand on his snout, he almost recoils--but he has to remind himself that this is Muraki. He hasn't exactly gotten any signs that he'd be harmed in the time he's spent with him, so it's bound to be safe.]}

So what am I supposed to do? Sit back and let them do this to me?

_{[Deep breath. Breathe in, breathe out.]}

I don't like this. I don't like this at all.

[lamorteblanc]

[ He's used to dragons though the city had taken away his own. Pity that. But he was used to their temperaments. There's a slow gentle stroke over his muzzle just to soothe Mao as he continues to speak. ]

Not at all. However, no good will come of thrashing about so and causing an unnecessary fit.

This will end in a week. When it does, you shall regain your form and none will be the wiser.

Mao. Calm yourself.