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[dragonflight]

Who: Wrathion; perhaps you
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: Three Twins, if you want to find him steepling his fingers somewhere and grinning too much
When: N-n-now

[Wrathion can't say he's exactly settled in yet. He's been assigned a ship; he has a position; he's met some people. He's learned a little--some of it interesting (so many different kinds of people already), some of it repellent (some of these kinds ought to wear a little more clothing), some of it merely filed away for later examination. Then there was Belthazar. Not trusting, no, but desperate. The best kind of person to help.

Wrathion's sitting at some table on his ship, looking into the camera, his smile as cheerful and full of teeth as always. Of all the experiences he's had in his short time here, one does stand out as particularly interesting.

That warning.]

My friends.

[Because we're all friends, right? Right.]

A little bird told me something fascinating. He warned me right off the bat about the current population of this Fleet.

In fact--

[Wrathion leans forward, his smile only widening.]

-- he implied quite directly that the lot of you were bloodthirsty murderers. Tell me, is this so? Am I among a congregation of fierce warriors? Of people prepared to kill at a moment's notice--no matter the target?

I should very much like to know.

Comments

[wolfuncaged]

Oh? Then perhaps you have done something that is worthy of being killed.

[He says it so matter-of-factly, like it ain't no thing.]

[dragonflight]

Perhaps! In this case, it seemed to be related to my mere existence. Very interesting.

[wolfuncaged]

...

Are you a demon?

[Just gonna straight up ask, because that's one of his major reasons for killing something. ]

[dragonflight]

[BARKING LAUGHTER.]

Ahh--ahhh.

[A beat. His eyes narrow.]

No.

[wolfuncaged]

Then what are you, which would cause so many to wish to kill you?

[dragonflight]

Apparently there's some prejudice here against dragons.

[wolfuncaged]

...

Yes. I imagine that would do it.

[Ugh. More dragons. Great. Wonderful. Of course, the LAST dragon he murdered got brought back to life and screwed up Dorian pretty badly, so he's a little less gung ho about it now. ]

Are you planning on rampaging anywhere?

[dragonflight]

[He taps his chin as though seriously considering it.]

Where would I do that, exactly? These ships aren't what I would call 'spacious'.

[wolfuncaged]

The last dragon had little difficulty doing so.

[dragonflight]

So? Was that his crime? General rampaging?

[wolfuncaged]

The villagers of Mor certainly thought so.

But he was a dragon, where I come from, you are destruction personified. You are far safer dead than alive.

[dragonflight]

How fortunate that I have nothing to do with where you've come from.

[wolfuncaged]

That is left to be seen.

[dragonflight]

Oh, my. Is that a threat?

[wolfuncaged]

You would be acutely aware if it were a threat.

[dragonflight]

Just as I thought. Bloodthirsty.

[wolfuncaged]

[He doesn't seem bothered. He knows what he is. No need to deny it.]

I have been called worse.

[dragonflight]

Do tell.

[wolfuncaged]

No.

I'm not here to entertain you.

[dragonflight]

Just to kill me if you don't like how I look?

Sorry.

Try to kill me.

[wolfuncaged]

Only if you become a threat.

I do not kill without reason.

[It's his choice now, his own code. It's not by the order of another, never again. ]

[dragonflight]

And by what sparkling logic do you term someone a 'threat'? Species? Height? Weight? Facial structure? Other accidents of birth? Hmmm?

[wolfuncaged]

Attacking people tends to be a start.

[dragonflight]

Ah, yes. And this rampaging dragon. He suddenly felt like razing a village one day, hmm? Is that the whole story?

[wolfuncaged]

That is all I needed to know. There was a threat, I helped eliminate it. I did not stop to ask the creature attacking us why it was doing so and risk my life in the process.