6th play. action. winter is coming.

[whirling]

[ Wherever you are, you might suddenly find a ball of black - on a sill, the table, or perhaps even on the ground that you've nearly stepped on. It looks like a stone at first, with strange bumps lining all over it - but after a moment, it reveals its true nature: unraveling its long neck from its body, the dragon raises its head first before its limbs spread out, wings of black and red outstretching as it opens its small mouth to yawn. It stands delicately, claws sinking in on the communicator that served purpose as a nest, before it cranes its neck to look at the nearest source of heat: you. Tilting its head curiously, it hops off the communicator, flapping its wings for a moment before landing on the ground, and steps closer. What will you do? ]

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FORGIVE MY OBSCENE DELAY. 8(

[errandry]

Holy shit—a dragon? Really?

[ whatever, he's jaded now. the winged lizard gets a look. ]

Oi, you didn't fry anything in there, did you?

I. I'M EVEN MORE LATE, SO I SHOULD ASK YOU THAT.

[whirling]

[ It pauses, rearing its head back as if it's offended - and snaps its jaws as it shrieks - one that is no doubt indignant. Fry anything? It? ]

[errandry]

Shit—yeah, yeah, all right, calm down! Heel! Gold! Midget princesses!

[whirling]

[ The last one is incomprehensible to it, and so the dragon pauses, tilting it head. What is that? Midget.. what?

After a few moments of trying - and then certainly failing - to comprehend, the creature simply returns to its mission of crawling closer and closer to Kazu. Maybe if it gets close enough, it can bite him. ]