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capeandcowllogs2010-04-15 11:02 pm
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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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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."