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@draqrc ,    it is a tree native to the southwest hemisphere of drasqar minor, hhen’rï — you would know that if you paid attention to your lessons when you were my age as high master davōss tells  [THE THICK HAIRS present above the eyes of the younger wrinkle in discomfort.  the only indication of emotion upon the youthful, bland expressed visage.  emerald carved irises roll upward in lazy effort]    in father and mother’s homeland,   it’s called onions——now, UNHAND me. 

@isheni      frog fruit  (??)   what even——never mind that,   i’ll let go when you give me that  BACK.

@draqrc,    i know.  [dressed in coral and ivory with the help of her sisters, minisa gathered the flowing silks of her dress and sat within the smaller chairs——extravagant enough to represent a status lower than royalty. fitting for a noble daughter of the lion.  whomever seat it belonged to—a senate,  maybe a high lord would have to stand in favor of the lady rosaunt]    i can see everything better from up here.  draeth has antlers on his helm. 

@mauIamere        o..kay.    i mean,   i don’t really care where you sit.

(..)  and yours  ! 

@greengoree        hiricine——she’s a beauty,  isn’t she.   [he had turned his attention,  but the she dragon had already preoccupied herself elsewhere,   curling up to rest on a charred section of grass.   her body gleamed in hammered bronze,   each plate of scale reflecting light like forged armor. but it was the spine that marked her——an unbroken line of emerald scales,   jagged and proud,   running from crown to tail like a banner of living power]       by the look on your face,   i’m guessing you’ve never seen one before.

..  your friend?  what are you—-  oh.  

@greengoree        well,    i was using my friend here to light my cigarette——don’t worry,   she won’t eat you..   i think. 

@dragoneir     /vonvajt../   [he mutters under his breath upon the smokey mess in his hair,  unflinching when the flame is snuffed——only exhales,   faintly amused,   as the last thread of smoke curls past his temple. he drags a hand through his hair,   more out of habit than concern,   then glances at his father with that familiar,   restless ease.]    dressed to..   watch boys our age make fools of themselves in front of their families and the entire realm?    you know how clea is,   and it’s going to be a hard watch.   i’d rather rip my eyes out than sit there and witness it.

@draqrc ,    so it appears.  [A PALE HAND REACHED from out his satin sleeve, extinguishing a speck of flame within his second born’s hair; it left with a tiny hiss and a thin line of smoke in its wake to which nathaniel blotted out with a wave of hand]  your mother and sister are already dressed

@dragoneir       i know——lost track of time with hiricine.