returnsmagic: (yuletide without flight)
returnsmagic ([personal profile] returnsmagic) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2012-08-05 10:44 pm

This way could be my book of days

WHO: Aurican and Calvin
WHERE: City Park!
WHEN: 8/5
WARNINGS: when this goes into PG rating you know something has gone horribly wrong.
SUMMARY: A boy with a legendary imagination meets a beast of legend.
FORMAT: Prose!

Aurican is a social creature. He enjoyed the company of his nest mates and absolutely delighted in immersing with the elves. Such a small yet long lived people, with a certain dignity and grace that not even dragons can ever hope to compare. Oh, how he misses them.

However, this City - this strange, crude, yet intriguing City - befuddles Aurican. He never seen the like. He doubts that even Smelt have ever seen a human city like it. The strange, offensive smells, the gaudy architecture, the bizarre music: it was, for a while, too much for Aurican. He spent more of his time in a nice valley tucked away south of the City. It is only now does he finally peak out of his shady groove and explore a little more.

So now here he is, a massive gold dragon, sitting perfectly poised, using his long neck to look around. He believes what he is doing is called "people watching" - the observation of individuals as they go on their daily lives.

Unfortunately, it seems like they decide to forgo their usual pastimes in the park and scatter in Aurican's presence. He suppose that with a dragon like Khisanth for company for so long, they earned the fear of everything draconic.

What a shame. He'd like to hear what their lives are about.
magicalworld: (fear)

[personal profile] magicalworld 2012-08-14 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Calvin's good feelings come to a screeching stop inside of him and his face falls. He doesn't really register much after the first part.

"Your Mom's dead?"

His guardian in the City was murdered last year. Even temporary, her absence was agonizing, sort of like how he hasn't seen his real Mom since he was last Ported in. The idea of having to be without a Mom for centuries is hard to process.