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THE PLANET MINGLE

Who: EVERYONE!
Broadcast: Maybe, if you want?!
Action: The Planet
When: From May 11th until the end of the month

[ Willing to venture away from the casinos and investigate the nearby green planet? Here's your chance, now that it's in range!

THIS IS A MINGLE. GET HERE. ]

[ Make your own prompts, explore the planet, spend a night there, piss it off by taking its plants, whatever! MAY STAR SYSTEM OOC POST for your reference on getting through the orbit, what's on the planet, etc.! ]

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[it's funny how coincidental the timing is, really. his ship arrives within the planet's reach right about when a patch of skin on his chest loses integrity and easily rubs aside, revealing a very certain jewel imbedded in his sternum.

this is the signal that says it is finally time. his healing is complete.

and the call to the planet's surface is overwhelming. he has just enough time to contact the few people that he has chosen to trust with his secret--leaving messages if they aren't there to pick up--before he leaves. he has learned his lesson from last time, and so has let at least a few people know before shifting.

it's still not much of a warning, though. he's still too close to the shoreline of the forest when he shifts, he doesn't wait for those who are supposed to be 'babysitting' him to show up before he does it, and the shift itself sets off a huge ripple of energy that just about everyone in the vicinity would be able to feel.

so, almost anyone could run into the giant, cadaverous-looking dragon as he picks his way between the trees. he's breathing in the atmosphere of the wild, basking and submerged in the energy here, and so might not notice visitors until they're close.

...it's likely that he won't be too happy about them, though.]

[Steven resists the call for some time, worried about his own safety-- but in the end, his curiosity and desire overwhelm him. He beams down just in time to feel a blast of energy, strong enough to knock him back. By the time he picks himself up, there's something moving in the trees. It's big, clearly, he can hear that well enough-- and so he prudently steps behind a tree as it comes past. Quite possibly it will see his gem glowing a searingly bright pink anyway, but at least he's trying to hide.

A dragon.

Steven gasps softly, his eyes going wide, and wonders if it's good or bad. He hopes it doesn't ask him riddles. He's not really good at riddles. Puns, though, those he can do pretty well. Maybe it's a pun dragon.]

[it is not--perhaps fortunately for everyone--a pun dragon. it is, however, a dragon very finely tuned into the currents of magic and energy in its surroundings... and a gleaming gem is going to catch its attention sooner or later.

it maybe doesn't realize that it is attached to a person just yet, as it stalks through the forest on the hunt for it. being somewhere around twenty or thirty feet tall, its sometimes hard to notice those details in the underbrush.]

[He backs away quickly, quite sensibly intimidated by the large beast picking its way toward him. It doesn't look like it's going to eat him, but better to keep his distance until he's certain.]

Hello? Hello! Hi! Please don't eat me!

[oh, well... now he's sure that someone is there. and so, annoyed, he seethes out a sharp snarl in the direction of the voice.

show yourself, little creature.]

[That snarl doesn't sound friendly at all-- and so he just peers his head out, eyes wide.]

Hi.

[...oh.

of all the things that he'd been expecting to see, this is not one of them.

and while he very much feels like lashing out and scaring off all intruders, the fact that this weird little kid is the one giving off that incredible gleam overrides it a little bit.

the dragon is still rolling an annoyed rumble around in its chest, but his face begins to swing down closer, to get a better look.]

[He grins, terribly pleased the dragon is being so friendly, and waves up at him. His gem gleams, sending out pulses of bright pink light as the dragon comes closer.]

Hi! Are you the only dragon around here? You're the first I've seen! I've never met a dragon before, though.

['friendly.' right.

well, the friendly dragon doesn't answer, really. instead, he picks up one massive paw and brings it close-- pointing a several-foot-long talon directly at that gem.

and he gives another knotted growl, either threatening or demanding.]

[He flinches, but doesn't pull away.]

It's my gem! It lets me do magic.

[ Still psychologically diminished due to the separation from Dranzer, Kai heeded the call of the planet with only a small degree of hesitation. He stands now before a mammoth tree, bare palm pressed flat to the bark, and gazes wonderingly at the thick canopy above. When the energy wave comes, it slams into him like a freight train; scarf whipping out wildly behind him, he throws an arm up to protect his face. It dies down quickly, but the direction of the source is obvious.

He goes.

The dragon doesn’t come as a surprise, really. He’s experienced similar explosions of energy during bey battles, especially those with manifested bit-beasts. Still, he’s not a fool—this creature hardly gives off a friendly vibe. So he scales a nearby tree, muscles straining, to get some high ground over the beast. Though he doesn’t move to make contact with the dragon, he does track it, out of curiosity more than anything. ]

[with the way the thing stalks along in a crouched, vulturine sort of stance, it's hard to say whether it would be twenty, or more like thirty feet tall if it straightened up a bit. either way, it seems more or less scaled to the giant trees around it, able to move comfortably in the space between the trunks.

and oh does it move more silently than it seems like something of that size should be allowed to. with all the grace of a smaller predator, it makes an effort to be quiet as it slinks along. it doesn't particularly seems to be hunting, though. instead of focusing on following some trail ahead of it, the dragon lifts its head and listens for distant sounds, watching for any approaching threat.

it hasn't noticed the much smaller presence nearby, though. not yet.]

[ Elize just happens to unfortunately be within vicinity as the shift takes place, observing some nearby patches of flowers. The ripple of energy blows her back for a small tumble across the grass. When she scrambles back on her feet, it's difficult to ignore the enormous dragon picking his way through the trees. She'd come across monsters before, but not one of such a large size.

She's afraid of making a noise and budging from her spot, fearing that it would notice her. Something that large would easily gobble up a little girl like her. Trembling, she curls up behind some bushes and tries to remain as quiet as possible. She's hoping the dragon will just pass right by her... ]

[and at first, the beast--roughly three stories tall--does go to walk right by her. the massive thing stalks along with more silence than might be expected from something its size, more focused on listening for distant sounds than what might be right around its feet, as it slowly prowls between the trunks of oversized trees.

but, after a few moments... it stops.

from somewhere nearby, the dragon picks up the little concentrated knot of energy that comes from the aura of a human life, and it pauses to swing its head around in her direction. with audible whuffs of air, it sniffs for a scent.

it can't see through the underbrush, but it knows someone is there. and so, rolling deep through the air comes a vicious growl of warning.]

[ She's really tempted to huddle up and close her eyes until the dragon's gone, but that's likely far more dangerous when she can't keep an eye out. Remaining in a crouch, she peers through the leaves, watching and listening to the beast sniff around.

Seeing a view of its face brings Elize to find herself with more labored breathing and sinking more into panic mode.

The warning growl then gets an audible, frightened gasp out of her. She quickly clasps her hands over her mouth, as if it would do much muffle any more noise from her. ]

[the little sound is enough to hone in on her hiding spot, and he makes his move.

his intention is only to flush the intruder out into the open--maybe frighten them off if he's lucky--though that fact isn't exactly apparent. he strikes like a snake into the underbrush, making a snarling feint for whoever is hidden there.

it would have been just the right amount of menace for an adult, but is kind of overkill for a kid. oops.]

[ The dragon's movements are quick and enough to shock the little girl right out of the bushes, bringing her to make a short, high-pitched scream. Her legs finally budge, scrambling out of hiding and into clear view, with a small number of leaves stuck to her dress and now somewhat disheveled hair.

Breathing heavily, she shakily stands and breaks off into a run as fast as her little legs can take her. She's not sure where she's running. Maybe there's someone out here to help her, keep running, or try to seek out a new hiding spot. She doesn't know... but she's terribly frightened. ]

[hello, friend. it won't be too long until a familiar presence creeps in from the side... and a pale body follows suit. "Riem" creeps over boughs and stretches between branches with ease, climbing up about as high as Tek's eyeline.

it isn't hard, with all of these trees. he'll pad along in silence for the moment, keeping up.]

[and Tek is deep in a distracted, oversaturated state when the demigod finds him... so, it takes him a minute.

a few moments to pick the foreign source of energy up out of the effusive backdrop, and a few more to place it amongst memories. maybe he's spent too much time here already. it's harder than it should be to remember what all lies beyond the shoreline of the trees.

he's good once he's finally got it, though.

his shoulders--or wings, really--shrug up in a characteristic demonstration of mild, creeping annoyance, and he cranes his neck around until he spots the pale creature in the trees.

the only greeting he gives him is a low, grumbling hiss through his teeth, while spines prickle up all along his neck--a visible illustration of his skin crawling, a little bit. either in response to seeing Robin in that form, himself being seen like this, or some combination of the two.]

[he quickly steps away, as he should--a small animal being threatened by a much bigger one. his form shrinks into the trees, he steps a branch higher. a polite retreat, perhaps.

but he doesn't disappear entirely. Tek can see his face, every once in a while, a little peek of white and red in an otherwise dark, green forest.

perhaps he'd overstepped, coming here, but his head is filled with such a cloud, in here... and he has no desire to turn back. they are both monsters here, aren't they? (where did he get that idea...?) Robin continues the journey next to him, patient, hoping that he might calm down enough to let him be closer.]

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