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There is a huge Dragon flying above the City!
WHO: Ysera, future!Batman, Shinichi, Anna Lin, Mog, Hiruma, Pixie, Kaiba.
WHERE: UP IN THE SKY, and on some rooftops, not!Central park later
WHEN: 4/15, afternoonish
WARNINGS: Flying Menagerie, Terry thinks he's tripping out on drugs, Dragon fangasms, batknapping
SUMMARY: Ysera goes for a flight, shenanigans ensue, some batknapping and questioning
FORMAT: Whatever, para to start
Despite having been in this foreign city for almost half a day, Ysera had not spent her time trying to fathom the secrets of the device the laughing construct had left for her. The device bore far too striking a resemblance to the kinds of things a gnome or goblin would devise. And even without having seen the dreams of goblin and gnomish engineers, Ysera knew better than to randomly push buttons on one of their devices. Exploding was the least of the things someone had to worry about a gnomish device doing.
The device and the necklace with it's small metal tags was tucked into her robes. The ornate, armored clothing had drawn stares from the humans of this city all morning. The staring and whispers only intensified when they spotted her ears. She'd paid them little attention, more focused on trying to determine her location and circumstances.
Surely she would have known of this city's existence before now, and yet... this was the first she'd even heard of it. Despite having walked the streets for hours, Ysera still knew little of this place. She had still not found the city walls. This city was far larger than any human city she had ever seen before. She did not know the name of this city, nor where it was located. The buildings towered far overhead and seemed to be made of glass rather than stone. Mechanized vehicles of some kind choked the streets with their bodies and the air with their stench. The writing she had found on signs did not provide directions she found very helpful in navigating the city streets.
Her frustration at being ground-bound had only grown since she'd left the building she'd first found herself at. Although she knew humans tended to panic at the sight of her kind, she disliked constraining herself to this form, especially when the ground was so unpleasantly hard on her soft-skinned feet and the air at this tiny height was so foul. By the time she found the riverside and saw even more of this city stretching out over the far side of the unpleasant-smelling water, she had had enough.
Where there had been a strangely dressed elfin woman standing at the edge of a relatively empty stretch of waterfront, there was now a massive leviathan of a dragon. Emerald green scales glittered in the sunlight as the dragon stretched out and lifted her horned head to the sky. The creature's eyes remained closed as if oblivious to the mundane world around it. The long tail lashed as the behemoth spread wings that would overshadow a jetliner.
It felt so good to stretch out into her true form and spread her wings in the sunlight. Ysera tilted her head slightly down as the sounds of frightened humans began to sound around her. But no matter, she wouldn't be on the ground for long.
Dragons were meant for the skies.
As she leaped into the air with a cry of joy, cement gouging beneath her claws, Ysera couldn't help but think that she should have taken to the sky sooner. This city was too big to see properly from below. She could find the borders so much faster from above.
As she climbed and circled back around over the city, she was both amazed and dismayed to see it stretching on and on into the distance. Was all this land nothing but streets and buildings? Where were the forests and fields?
Ysera banked to glide past a row of towering glass buildings before climbing higher. As she lifted past the rooftops of the great towers she noticed a whole crowd of humans packed onto balconies that circled one of the taller buildings. Curious, she banked closer to lazily circle the building and get a better view.
She slowed, rumbling amusedly to herself as she realized a great many of them were children, and very excited children at that. As well they should be! Few humans were graced with such a close view of any fully grown green dragon, let alone Ysera herself.
WHERE: UP IN THE SKY, and on some rooftops, not!Central park later
WHEN: 4/15, afternoonish
WARNINGS: Flying Menagerie, Terry thinks he's tripping out on drugs, Dragon fangasms, batknapping
SUMMARY: Ysera goes for a flight, shenanigans ensue, some batknapping and questioning
FORMAT: Whatever, para to start
Despite having been in this foreign city for almost half a day, Ysera had not spent her time trying to fathom the secrets of the device the laughing construct had left for her. The device bore far too striking a resemblance to the kinds of things a gnome or goblin would devise. And even without having seen the dreams of goblin and gnomish engineers, Ysera knew better than to randomly push buttons on one of their devices. Exploding was the least of the things someone had to worry about a gnomish device doing.
The device and the necklace with it's small metal tags was tucked into her robes. The ornate, armored clothing had drawn stares from the humans of this city all morning. The staring and whispers only intensified when they spotted her ears. She'd paid them little attention, more focused on trying to determine her location and circumstances.
Surely she would have known of this city's existence before now, and yet... this was the first she'd even heard of it. Despite having walked the streets for hours, Ysera still knew little of this place. She had still not found the city walls. This city was far larger than any human city she had ever seen before. She did not know the name of this city, nor where it was located. The buildings towered far overhead and seemed to be made of glass rather than stone. Mechanized vehicles of some kind choked the streets with their bodies and the air with their stench. The writing she had found on signs did not provide directions she found very helpful in navigating the city streets.
Her frustration at being ground-bound had only grown since she'd left the building she'd first found herself at. Although she knew humans tended to panic at the sight of her kind, she disliked constraining herself to this form, especially when the ground was so unpleasantly hard on her soft-skinned feet and the air at this tiny height was so foul. By the time she found the riverside and saw even more of this city stretching out over the far side of the unpleasant-smelling water, she had had enough.
Where there had been a strangely dressed elfin woman standing at the edge of a relatively empty stretch of waterfront, there was now a massive leviathan of a dragon. Emerald green scales glittered in the sunlight as the dragon stretched out and lifted her horned head to the sky. The creature's eyes remained closed as if oblivious to the mundane world around it. The long tail lashed as the behemoth spread wings that would overshadow a jetliner.
It felt so good to stretch out into her true form and spread her wings in the sunlight. Ysera tilted her head slightly down as the sounds of frightened humans began to sound around her. But no matter, she wouldn't be on the ground for long.
Dragons were meant for the skies.
As she leaped into the air with a cry of joy, cement gouging beneath her claws, Ysera couldn't help but think that she should have taken to the sky sooner. This city was too big to see properly from below. She could find the borders so much faster from above.
As she climbed and circled back around over the city, she was both amazed and dismayed to see it stretching on and on into the distance. Was all this land nothing but streets and buildings? Where were the forests and fields?
Ysera banked to glide past a row of towering glass buildings before climbing higher. As she lifted past the rooftops of the great towers she noticed a whole crowd of humans packed onto balconies that circled one of the taller buildings. Curious, she banked closer to lazily circle the building and get a better view.
She slowed, rumbling amusedly to herself as she realized a great many of them were children, and very excited children at that. As well they should be! Few humans were graced with such a close view of any fully grown green dragon, let alone Ysera herself.
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He hadn't seen the green chick with the ears in the armor wandering the streets for the first few hours after her arrival. They'd managed to avoid crossing paths - something none too difficult in a city the size of... well, the City (someone really should have been more creative with naming it...). However, no matter the size of the city in question, it was much more difficult to miss the sight of a giant green dragon suddenly taking up half the sky than it was to miss one person among ten million, or whatever the current population count was.
He stared for about as long as it took him to realize that actually, as there was a dragon in the sky, Batman might be needed. For something. He rather hoped not, he'd never been called upon to fight something quite that large before, but... well, if that was the case....
So be it, he supposed. And he'd have a story when he got back to Gotham.
Kobra would be nothing.
Pretty early on, in the beginnings of his new career, Terry had mastered the art of the quick change - at least insofar as it involved changing from civilian clothing to the Batsuit and then back again. It was a useful skill, and meant that it only took a minute or so for him to slip somewhere out of sight, slip into his costume, and then back onto the streets - which was probably a good thing.
A dragon.
Maybe it was the wings, or maybe it was just that there was a wind blowing anyway, but in either case there was a nice wind blowing, enough that Terry didn't have to activate his boots. He just shrugged his wings open (flit flit they went, whisper soft and quick as a gasp against the hard exoskeleton of circuitry) and then soared up and up and up, that familiar insane rush of sudden flight-
Okay, so it was a dragon. That didn't mean anything, right? It didn't have to mean anything-
Then it started circling closer to a flashing skyscraper, with children everywhere near the top crowded near the railing (the smarter ones falling away in an attempt to get away from the railing and back inside and away from the dragon) and Terry swore several times. Because the dragon was getting really close and seemed way too pleased and way too interested, and all the stories you heard about dragons usually did detail them eating people-
"How do I get myself into these situations?" he muttered, but he was already activating his boots, and the vicious kick of power that sent him diving closer to the dragon-
"Hey!" he yelled, once he was pretty sure that he was in hearing range, "back off!"
And maybe that would do it. Possibly. He hoped.
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But the strangest thing was what the man was wearing. It appeared he had donned a hood with elf-like ears, and was wearing skintight black cloth and no armor at all. And what frail-looking excuses for wings were those?
Really, the man was just courting disaster with that outfit. Once he ran out of fuel, he'd surely fall.
Ysera snorted and lazily banked her wings, cupping air to slow down as she shifted to glide away from the building to get a closer look at this odd mortal. Was that supposed to be a heraldic bat on his chest? Perhaps he was in some kind of bat-themed guild...
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The dragon, he noticed half crazily, had its eyes closed. Well if you took that into account it was a menace anyway-
"Slag."
Something that big, no matter how lazily it turned, seemed able to move very quickly - perhaps because, merely by changing the direction of that neck, it could go from reasonably-far-away to suddenly way-within-comfort-zone. And how were you supposed to fight a dragon anyway? He didn't have a sword. Swords were what they always used in the stories and movies and games, which were the only places that dragons should even exist-
Okay really that head was way too close, and it had taken maybe a second or so in getting way too close. As a result Terry reacted before sinking a lot of thought into it, which wasn't unreasonable when suddenly confronted with something that looked like maybe it could open its mouth about five times as high as you were tall.
He had three kinds of batarangs - exploding, electro-shock, and your standard. Somehow he didn't think that the third kind would do much here (somehow he didn't think ANY kind would do much here, but those least of all-) and his supply of the electric variety were far more limited than the exploding ones.
So he figured he could spare an exploding one. So he did. Because though he really, really highly doubted it would do any real damage, hopefully it would make her pause long enough for him to keep her from eating him.
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Ysera pulled her head up and back, wings cupping forward to backwing to a halt in mid-air. She supposed it wasn't a surprise he was thinking he would be eaten, she was rather large...
Just as she opened her mouth to tell him not to be so quick to judge, he... threw something very small at her. Was it a dagger? She hadn't seen him holding one... She didn't bother to move out of the way as it flew at her, it would just clatter off her scales.
But it didn't.
The tiny object struck the side of her lower neck and exploded!
She whipped her head up and back, away from the burst of fire and let loose a startled bellow. That had stung!
More startled than hurt, she cupped her wings to lift higher as she swung her head back down to give that ridiculously brave, or foolish, mortal a good, close-eyed glare and rumble.
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Either way, Shin'ichi had been flying around in his pegazebracorn form a little when the dragon had started flying around. And it looked pretty suspicious, so he started following it - discreetly! Or what he hoped was discreetly. Whatever, the point was that there was kind of a big dragon fighting some dude (whoa, so brave!) and he looked like he was headed for some trouble.
Being well-versed (okay, semi-versed) in fighting large, inhuman creatures, Shin'ichi threw back his head and neighed. It roughly translated to "evildoers beware, Zebraman is here!" but there weren't any zebras around, so it wasn't likely that anyone would understand it.
The more important thing to note was probably that Shin'ichi was charging up his laserbreath.
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She gritted her teeth. "Fuck. No. You. Don't."
Anna grounded, and centered, and recited:
"With love as my weapon - and trust as my armor - against such Nightmares - I will not SLEEP!"
Swirling energies formed around her into a battlesuit of gold and red.
She gestured lazily with her right hand, and a multiweapon resembling a great, golden compass appeared on that wrist, with a light-saber blade jutting out, as it was dialed to an image of a sword.
On her left hand, she tightened her hand around an ornate chu-no-ku repeating crossbow that was not there before, crackling with electromagnetic energy.
"ANIMa active," she said, from trance-induced rote.
And she jumped out of the window, and thrusted towards the dragon. "Oy, chobaoxi chusheng Lung!" she said, in a half-there voice. "Get the fuck out of our airspace!"
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This didn't mean that Terry didn't figure he was in serious trouble. Luckily his suit was fast, but even so.
Well, he'd gotten the thing's attention, certainly, which hopefully meant it would leave off eyeing kids like they were hors d'œuvres before it acted on said comparison and chase him instead. Yeah, that was the plan - to be chased by a two hundred foot dragon.
The things that he hoped for these days-
Terry swore again, for good measure, then shifted his glider wings and reactivated his boots to power up - if he was going to be trying his hand at dragonslaying, it seemed best to get above any skyscrapers, so that at least he would have to worry less about them being knocked over-
And then, when he looked back down to check to see if the thing was following him (could it breathe fire as well? Did he need to be worrying about that?) he noticed the zebra. With wings. Flying up closer. And a figure in a red and gold suit that looked more like some kind of synthoid than anything, but-
A zebra? With wings? And a building glow around it's head?
Terry was so confused that he briefly forgot to stop moving, and instead sort of just hung in midair while the winds blew him around.
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She swept her wings to propel herself up and forward again. As she turned back toward the rocket man, she noticed light glinting off metal armor and a glowing magic sword in the distance. She rumbled in displeasure at the sight of the heavily armored flying warrior. However, when the warrior shouted, Ysera snorted in disdain at the part she understood - the female warrior's claim.
Airspace belonged to dragons, not humans. Not even humans with goblin rockets strapped to them.
Ysera uttered a loud, dismissive snort in response to the challenge. She was not here to get into a pointless fight with foolish mortals who thought they owned the skies. Doing so wouldn't answer her questions.
Pulling in one wing and twisting her body, Ysera banked sharply, almost plummeting away from the building to gain speed before leveling out to coast along the broad avenue between tall buildings. She banked to make a sharp turn past a shorter building before starting to climb again.
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Plan A, stupid as it was, had just failed. Okay. On to plan B.
... what, exactly, was plan B?
Right, so he'd improvise. The problem would be keeping up for long enough to improvise. Something that big could probably move really fast once it got going, which led to another stupid idea. But hey, he couldn't really think of anything else.
Terry dove for the dragon's back. He'd hitch a ride (that would work, right?) and then figure something out. Hopefully before it killed everyone. And he'd deal with the zebra later, provided the dragon was there at all. He was beginning to have some slight doubts regarding that.
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Goddammit, it was too late to abort the laserbreath so Shin'ichi tried not to aim for the area near the person when it unleashed. He hoped it didn't hurt them, because he'd feel really terrible if he hurt someone by accident. Kazuki had been hurt because of him and that had been awful, seeing him like that. His laserbreath was a pretty powerful thing back home and he wasn't quite sure how it worked here because this was the first time he was using it - not the best plan on his part, but Shin'ichi had just acted. Thinking straight was harder in his unizebrasus form for some reason. Probably because he was an animal.
For crying out loud! This had been so much easier when there was only him and jello aliens to worry about.
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She tried to readjust the Golden Compass to something more appropriate. A bird, was that the symbol for the familiars Lyra called 'daemons?' Why a bird? Anna shook her head. "Let's see if this works," she muttered.
It formed an coruscating phoenix, tethered to the Compass by a silver cord.
"Okay, that works." Anna chuckled, thinking back to Laura's suggestion of a phoenix having rather rough sex with a dragon for her obligatory initiation tattoo in the gang. Given how butch she presented back then, it certianly fit. In Mandarin, she commanded it: "Herd the dragon away from the city!"
It shot off ahead while Anna tried to line up a shot for with the Sun Shattering Bow.
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With a growl, she turned her head and realized that the man in the bat guild was trying to cling to her scales. And beyond that, she saw a great fiery bird in hot pursuit.
With a snort, she banked sharply again, her body turning sideways as she turned tight around another building. As she did so, she reached for the dreams all around...
There! How interesting... It would take a little more effort to make it visible, but it should serve as an excellent distraction...
Behind her, there was an earsplitting screeching roar as a smaller, gleaming white dragon dove out of the sky at the fiery phoenix. Despite being smaller than Ysera, it was still a large and formidable dragon. It's blue eyes narrowed in anger, it's blunt-headed jaws gaped as crackling electrical energy gathered inside it's mouth.
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NUMINA INVERSION DETECTED!
"Yes, I can see that, Suit," Anna snarled, taking aim with her crossbow at the smaller, rather more Eastern dragon trying to eat her artificial daemon. "Thanks for the heads-up. Lead your target, circle in the center, then PULL!"
Not for nothing was her son named Archer, or in Chinese 'Hou Yi:' he had been named in the hopes of being as mighty a warrior as the one that her mother had told her shot nine suns out of the sky to save the Middle Kingdom.
And now, a bolt of pure, unadulterated motherly love shot down the electromagnetic barrel of her most powerful weapon, the Sun Shattering Bow of the Heavenly Archer, formed for her waking dreams for her son - and it landed right in the neck of the dragon-formed dream emanation with great force. Not enough to trigger a supernova, to be sure, but hopefully sufficient for her purposes.
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Ysera had only been making a distraction, not an actual attack.
That bolt of pure unadulterated motherly love went right through the dragon without damaging it. The dragon seemed to ripple for an instant, as if seen underwater, then stabilized again. Then it's jaws gaped wide with a screeching roar as it unleashed a thick stream of white lightning breath at the phoenix's head in hopes of disorienting and blinding the bird for a moment.
Ysera, meanwhile, was weaving to try and put a few more buildings between her and the flaming bird, the zhevra, and the rocket warrior.
/FINALLY GETS THIS SUCKER OUT
The dragon felt solid. That was about all he had to go on right now. The dragon felt solid, he could feel the wind from its wings and the speed at which they were moving, and he didn't really go this fast that often by himself. If he did at all. It was hard to figure out at the moment, what with the flying zebra spitting lasers and the SECOND dragon that suddenly showed up, coiling through the air and with lightning spitting around its jaws and the armor tied to the phoenix on its silver leash, shooting sparks as it flew.
The impact of the explosions shook him as well, and so maybe that-
Was this Spellbinder? He didn't feel drugged, not particularly, but not all drugs reacted the same when they hit your system. Terry hadn't played with them much, but he did know that much. This could be something he hadn't ever tried. Or it could be an illusion, or it could be half an illusion, or maybe he was just going nuts. Maybe he wasn't in the city at all, maybe he was in some cell at new Arkham somewhere, locked up in a straitjacket and in a room with padded walls to keep from hurting himself-
The dragon felt solid. Probably that was the important part. That and his batarang had hit something, and had exploded.
But flying zebras?
He activated his boots for another moment and threw himself up the dragon's spine, and landed behind it's head, and just really wished that he was on the ground and he didn't have to deal with this-
He was feeling weird, his head felt foggy, the world looked foggy, slag, he was drugged, wasn't he, Rimmer had put something in the eggs and-
He wasn't even sure why he was doing this, he just- Argh.
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As she did so, she felt a scrabbling against the scales behind her head. With a grunt of annoyance she shook her head to try to dislodge the bat guild adventurer. With his rockets he ought to be able to catch himself before he reached the ground.
However, as she flew through the fog she realized she was sinking. Surely manipulating the dreams hadn't tired her out so much - had it? It had taken far more effort than it should have, but still...
Ysera pumped her wings harder, trying to rise, but she was still losing altitude. Her wings felt far too heavy. This wasn't normal at all.
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"Hey-!"
Terry didn't like being shaken like a rag doll. And he wanted down, he wanted to figure out what was going on, he wanted to wake up already but was getting this bad feeling he wouldn't-
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She plummeted down and out of the bottom of the fog bank. As she dropped, she caught a glimpse of a giant bat and some kind of glowing pink thing approaching from the side. But she ignored them, instead focusing on trying to fly, her wings thrashing at the air to try to catch herself from falling. But it was so hard to lift and pump her wings, as if they weighed hundreds of times greater than they should. With a shrieking roar she tried to level out into a downward glide in hopes of landing safely. But she was dropping too fast and there were fast approaching tree tops along the street below.
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"What are you doing, don't- up! Up!" Please just somehow-
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And suddenly, the crippling weight dragging her down vanished. It didn't just vanish. She abruptly felt as if she could just float away. But she didn't have much time to contemplate the feeling because she was rocketing nearly straight up, climbing with frightening speed, propelled by her frantic wing-beats.
With a startled cry she stilled her wings to level off in the thin, chill air this high up. But her momentum kept her rising as if she weighed less than nothing. Ysera twisted her head around to look down. She could sense no sign of magic being worked from a distance. It had to be this man on her back.
With a growl, Ysera reached out to him with her power and pulled his mind into sleep and dreams.
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And yet, somehow, it worked. And it worked way, way too well.
Terry was slammed into the giant green neck with enough force to leave him reeling when the dragon suddenly stopped going down and started going up - and up, and up, and up; up way too high and way too fast-
After a certain elevation was reached, it was generally considered unwise for a human to hang around without oxygen, and maybe they'd reached it or maybe it was just that Terry had skipped the training on mountaintops portion of his training, maybe Bruce would be okay- Not that it mattered.
He'd managed to keep his eardrums from exploding on him or something, which was good, but he felt lightheaded and like he couldn't get a decent breath-
He was pulling himself up nonetheless, telling himself that hey, at least at these elevations he didn't need to worry about the dragon snacking on any kids or crushing streets and knocking down buildings-
And he tried pulling himself up, at least to hands and knees, the talons on the fingertips of his suit extending and digging into the scales for some extra traction- But it was like walking into cloud or something, he didn't know.
Everything went from tired to so tired it was fuzzy to black, and Terry slipped and fell to the side, and slid off Ysera's neck to fall towards the ground from higher than he'd ever been before, unconscious and held in the grip of dreaming. And in his dream Bruce was there again, yelling at him, and Terry wasn't sure if he was a boy or Batman. He was pretty sure it was Batman, but then Dana was there and kissing him and telling him that she missed Terry.
McGinnis! Bruce was saying, but there was Dana, and couldn't fighting wait just a little while longer, couldn't he just wait a few minutes and be Terry before he became something else- But there Bruce was, in the background and not there for some reason. McGinnis! But there was Dana.
Batman!
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Ysera snorted, then shook her wings before pulling them in to dive after him. Of course the foolish mortal would need rescuing after doing his best to plow her nose into the ground.
It didn't take long for her to catch up with him. She reached out and scooped him out of the air with her claws. Then she pulled up again, leveling out into a slow, wide spiral high above the city as she considered her options. She'd left her pursuit well behind with that climb and she wasn't eager to be chased again. However, she had a lot of questions. Perhaps this man of the Bat would have some answers.
Banking, Ysera turned to head across the city to the box of green that marked the large park she'd spotted earlier. Descending toward the park, she aimed for a heavily wooded area where she could sense no dreamers. As she hovered over the trees she began to shift and change, growing smaller and smaller and less reptilian as she dropped down through the treetops. By the time she landed, she was more humanoid than dragon, but still scaled and winged and about twelve feet tall. At the last few feet she dropped the man the rest of the way, then landed almost daintily on the ground before completing the transformation to her elvish form.
Straightening the skirts of her robes, Ysera turned to regard the man in the bat suit. She tilted her head slightly as she watched his dreams continue to play out. ...'McGinnis' was it? Or a bat man? A title, perhaps, from his guild?
She walked over to him and sank to her knees beside him. Reaching out, she rolled him over onto his back. The material of his clothing was strange. She patted his cheek through the material before calling to him.
"...McGinnis? ...McGinnis of the Bat?"
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Waking up was an interesting process, as it seemed as though he was working through molasses for the first half of it and then suddenly electrocuted into action for the last. This had, Terry was pretty sure, something to do with suddenly remembering the circumstances that he had been knocked out in.
Slag.
Eyes open, trying to think as fast and clearly as one could- where was he anyway, last time he'd been conscious he'd been somewhere around 10,000 feet- Didn't matter, he could figure that out later, the important thing was that he was pretty sure he wasn't dead and there was some human (no, his brain supplied helpfully - elf, look at the ears) who was bright green and in full quasi-medieval style armor poking at him. Which, when combined with the laser-shooting zebra, was maybe a bit much to take, but he'd deal with that later. He was about 5 feet away with a batarang in his hand before he realized what she'd been saying. It was after that that the sound seemed to hit his brain, and then he froze like crystal.
Slag slagging slaggity frag frag frag-
Frag.
Frag.
"Let's start with the basics," he said, and TRIED to stay calm and TRIED not to do anything stupid-
-she knew his name how had she learned his name, who the hell WAS she even-
-because that really wouldn't get him anywhere. And he had to be level-headed. And he had to think. And he couldn't let this get out how had she even found out frag frag frag frag frag-
Calm down, McGinnis, you aren't going to-
Mindreader? But he hadn't been-
Focus.
"Who are you?"
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"Yes, the basics will do. I am Ysera." She smiled and then paused. "You're not planning to throw that at me, are you?"
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His brain wasn't working right, which made sense as a large portion of his thought process seemed to be given over to panicking and swearing and it somehow seemed to be taking some time to convince himself that this wasn't the best solution-
How did you know my name was a very revealing question - for one it confirmed that it was, indeed, his name that she knew. Which wasn't necessarily the case at this point, she didn't have to be sure-
Yeah. Right.
Fragfragfragfragfrag-
"Why were you calling me that?"
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She tilted her head slightly at his question. When she answered, her voice had a faint tone of 'isn't it obvious?' to it. "To wake you. I have some questions to ask of you."
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A dragon? It was fortunate he was alone in his office, because his face clearly showed his awe at the sight. While use to large monsters in cities through his game system, this looked completely different. It didn’t look like any card he was familiar with, and the only dragon he had ever seen that large was Ra or Osiris. If it was a card who possessed it, and it if wasn’t how was it being made?
This office wasn’t as tall as his skyscrapers had been, and going to the roof would take too long. He grabbed his briefcase and ran to the nearest door to outside; which happened to be the fire escape. He leaned at the railing for a better view of the dragon now that the pane of glass was out of the way. It was a few buildings over, but something that size could easily be seen.
His denial was temporarily forgotten, as he couldn’t deny what he was seeing for himself. He could deny after the fact when he tried to make sense of what he saw. As with any dragon, real or holographic, he was comparing it to his Blue Eyes. This one was definitely larger, closer to the size the God cards had been. The Blue Eyes White Dragon was more beautiful, but this one was definitely impressive. He was going to find out where it was coming from and who was controlling it.
OH HEY, DIS THE SPECTATOR THREAD?
It was in the middle of that thought that he noticed something very very large and very green outside of the window in the distance out of the corner of his eye. He turned and looked out the large bay window. He gasped a little when what he saw was in fact, a very, very large dragon flying around one of the taller buildings in the City. He had seen lots of weird shit in the City... this was one of the top three.
"The fuck...?"
He had to investigate. He just had to.
He opened on of the bay windows and scooted out onto a small ledge. From there, he jumped, straight down, shifting in midair to his large bat form. He wheeled up and over, towards the dragon. He didn't get too close; he didn't want to risk being smacked to the ground by something hundreds of times larger than he was. Instead, he found a roof to perch on and watch.
And this roof happened to be the roof of Kaiba Corp. He noticed the young CEO staring at the dragon as well. Well, it was a spectacle. He couldn't blame him.
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She left the roof of the Institute and flew quickly toward downtown in order to get a better look. Please don't let this be a dragon ATTACKING the City, and let it be just a very confused imPort buddy of some kind...
When she was closer, she saw more people flying around, one of them being that new Batman who couldn't turn into a bat, and the other being Hiruma, the Batman she was slightly more familiar with. When he landed on the Kaiba Corp rooftop, she muttered the words, "Sihal Novarum Chinoth," and teleported with a pink flash of light, right beside him.
"I hope it's on our side," she told the others brightly.
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The pink flash above him caught his attention, and alerted him to another person and what appeared to be a large bat. He didn't recognize the person and was about to shout at her when a very familiar roar instantly caught his attention.
"Blue Eyes..." he started at the familiar beginnings of a burst stream attack. "Who..." There were only 4 Blue Eyes White Dragons in existence. He had three and had destroyed the fourth. Who had been able to summon one?!
He snapped open his briefcase to pull out his deck. He didn't find any card missing. All three Blue Eyes and his Ultimate Dragon were still there. This didn't make any sense.
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"Hssss.... Pinky. Not know. If run, I follow."
His ears perked at the sight of the other dragon. It had seemingly come out of nowhere, and Kaiba's freakout was more than a little obvious to him. Thaaat's where he'd seen it; on one of the commercials for Duel Monsters. Now how had one of those Duel Monster things ended up in the sky just like that? He folds his ears back, but still doesn't take into the air. It's much too testy, with all the fliers and now not one, but two dragons.
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"Well, let's not get too excited, yeah? They don't seem to be hurting anyone..."
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There was a large bat on top of his building that he could have sworn he just heard speak. There was a girl who appeared out of nowhere next to it. Worst of all HIS Blue Eyes was out in the battle. It was too much to just explain away.
He decided to deal with the more immediate annoyance first, the two on his building. He could check duel records later to see who was having a battle out there and deal with them later.
"What are you doing up there?" Kaiba shouted up at the roof. His entire security team was going to get fired.
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He took his eyes off the sky when Kaiba addressed the duo on the small building that housed the exit to the roof from the staircase. He folded his ears back and fluttered his wings. He then growled out just a few words;
"Flew here, hsssskree." followed by a very human expression of feigned retardation (you know what it looks like) and the ever so obligatory, "Duuuuurrrrrrrrrrr!" He shook his head and rolled his eyes. Really, for such an impressive businessman, Kaiba sure was a dumbass.
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"Sorry, he's so rude. Is this your building? We only wanted to get a better look at the dragons!"
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Her smile was met with an angry recoil, as though getting too close would infect him with whatever insanity permeated this place. "This is insane."
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"Coming from the guy who plays fuckin' kiddie cardgames with holographic dragons. Yeah, you're a real fuckin expert on sanity, buddy. You've been in the City long enough to know shit like this happens every fucking day. YOu just have to look out the window!" He gestured to the dragons and their flying entourage in the sky. "And don't be mean to fucking pinky, she's just tryin' to be nice! Asshole."
Yes, that meant Pixie had been made into what Hiruma considered his "property", what most other people would call a "friend." Which meant he had the lone rights to picking on her.
d'awww hiruma's giving me a toothache.
This is Sparta. Okay yes it was a little insane. "But it's also kind of fantastic, isn't it?" she continued to smile sweetly at him even as he gave her that all too familiar look of Gross it's a mutant.It was hard to tell whether Kaiba or Megan was more surprised when Hiruma jumped down, shifted into his more familiar human form, and told off the card-toting snob good and proper. Was he actually standing up for her? He didn't even like her!
And she still couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Kaiba. He was just in over his head, at the moment. She could relate to that. "Oy, boys, boys!" she snapped, pulling Hiruma's pointy finger away from Kaiba's chest. "Can't we just get along, share the roof, and watch a couple of potentially destructive giant flying lizards like civilized people? Honestly."
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His shocked expression was quickly changed for rage when Hiruma invaded his personal space and poked at him. It was safer to be angry and focus on his insults rather than the fact that he had just seen him transform in front of his own eyes. His retort was stopped however when Megan came between them, and he thought he heard another screech from the blue eyes.
There was no way he was going to be able to maintain any of his stoic demeanor if he remained. It was feeling more like an invasion at every second. This was his personal space, his building, and his Blue Eyes. It was time he started taking them back.
"No!," He answered Megan but glared at Hiruma. "You have 5 minutes to get off KaibaCorp property before you're ejected." He immediately turned to go back inside. He could see the battle from there, and he'd be able to check the duel records to find out what the hell was going on.
((apologies for Mr. Anti-social.))
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For now at least.
But his sharp eyes never missed anything. He saw the white dragon flicker and distort when attacked. So it's not even a solid light hologram. It's just an illusion. But where had that illusion come from?
Either way.
"Oooh, the big tough CEO is gonna have us thrown out. WELL, as much as I'd looove to stick around and kick the asses of your security, I do have other shit I want to get done today," It was true. Hiruma had become quite the martial artist. Combined with his bat form? Well, some plain old human security guards wouldn't stand much of a chance. "Kekekeke! Wanna follow the dragon a little closer, pinky? Since we're clearly not wanted by this douchebag here."
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"Yeah, fine," she answered the Bat Man, looking smugly at Kaiba. "Those of us who can fly have better places to be, anyway. Come on, then, Batty. I'll race you to its tail." And with that, she gave a perfect verticle take off, flitting off in a rainbow blur toward the dragon.
...she didn't actually want to touch its tail. They still hadn't determined or not whether the dragon was on their side.
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Hiruma shifted and jumped off the edge of the building with no fear at all, beating powerful wings to gain altitude and head towards the dragon. He wasn't planning on getting too close; not even close enough to touch it. Just close enough to see.
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She rolled her neck and examined her weapons. What was she capable of, here?
"...Rúyì Jīngū Bàng, activate."
Nothing. The Celestial Cudgel wasn't coming to her hands.
"...Lunar Prism Array, activate."
Neither was her laser.
"Cluster Flak Bombs?"
No dice. Yet the Sun-Shattering Bow came...
She groaned. "Josh isn't here, Sara isn't here, Laura isn't here, but my kid IS..."
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She knew that this world brought heroes from many worlds - there was no guarantee that this dragon was from Azeroth. And yet, the emerald color of its skin; the way it looked - not to mention its size...
...could it be?