12 - Knight Halberd F - Action

[radiantwingedone]

[ It's all grand and wonderful, having wings.

It's a bit hard for Duke to fully use them, of course, being blind, but he's going to try today. Well, try seriously.

Which is why he spends a good amount of time walking back and forth on this stretch of ground away from the castle. He's going to go running down it in a moment and he wants to make sure there's nothing to catch his feet - or people to accidentally trample.

And he's talking to himself as he goes. ]

Structure differences, likely, had not seen Khroma launch herself any way other than straight up, denser?


((OOC: last day of loss. He's going to figure out this flying thing if he crashes into castle :T))

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[wintercat]

[Oh, okay. Catelyn is just going to stop and stare for a moment.

That sure is a dragon. And not a cute little one like Spike.]

Gods be good.

[radiantwingedone]

[ A not-cute-little dragon with fairly good hearing. Duke stops, turning to look toward the voice. He thinks he knows that voice. ]

.... not near? [ He doesn't.. want to step on someone. He sounds like he's heavy. ]

[wintercat]

[And she recognizes that voice.]

Duke? [Oh. A blind dragon. That could be...not good.]

I am far enough that you are in no danger of harming me.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Dragons have better senses than humans! It takes him far less time to angle his head more or less so he could be studying her with one eye -

But he does drop his head lower to the ground. Less hostile if he's not looming over, yes?

Agreeing noise. Yep, he's Duke. ]

.... Catelyn?

[doublethefun]

[there's a steady flapping of wings overhead. She's leery of his size, but not particularly worried.]

Ho there, dragon.

[radiantwingedone]

....? [ That was from... up.

Duke totally just tilted his head upside down to try to find out exactly where - and he's a bit off in looking at the right spot. ]

[doublethefun]

[she drifts a bit further to the right; looks like he's not following.

Hmm.] I must admit, I have ne'er seen a blind dragon fly.

[maybe you've got hidden echolocation skills?]

[radiantwingedone]

[ He. used to. The dragon doesn't seem to have them. ]

.... What is point of having them, and not trying? [ His wings. ]

[doublethefun]

Decorations, mayhaps. Or perhaps thou couldst obtain a job powering windmills on slow days. [teasing.

And then:] Hast thou had any success thus far?

[radiantwingedone]

.... [ Trying to figure out that teasing-tone. He could definitely tell there was a different tone to that, it just isn't clear to him if it was sarcasm or something else. ]

... Have not seen dragons take flight the way I need to. Going up does not seem to work. Likely too heavy. Plan to run, however... [ As she said, he's a blind dragon. he doesn't know what is in his way if he goes running. ]

[doublethefun]

[a sound of agreement] Like a swan upon a lake.

Thou art in a relatively clear area.

[radiantwingedone]

.... Relatively? [ Carefully putting his ... hands? Fore-claws? down as if to check for things sticking up. ]

[doublethefun]

I do not know how much of a running start thou wouldst need.

[hmm. She swoops on over to his right, choosing the part with the longest runway.]

Face this direction.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Okay, he can do that. ]

... could move backwards, if needed...

[doublethefun]

[she looks at him and the 'path,' sizing them up and trying to envision the space a freaking huge swan would need for take off.]

That might be best, methinks. [and she flies on over to the edge of the treeline] Over here!

[radiantwingedone]

[ Okay, making his way over there now. A big catlike swan, maybe. And carefully turning back around so that he - is pretty sure - he's facing the right direction again. ]

[doublethefun]

Very good. Now run forward and flap thy wings! [getting out of the way! Also, she's not quite sure what he'd do if he actually gets airborne.]

[radiantwingedone]

Hmmn. [ He starts running - although once he was in motion he doesn't really start flapping to try getting up. His wings spread a few steps before a leap, and that's when he snaps them down.

And it's working, so now he's just keeping with that flapping he should do.

Only. He really has no idea what he's doing now because where is he ]

[doublethefun]

[flying blind. Literally. Sigh.

She teleports to a spot slightly in front and above him. And well, might as well put in some effort into making sure a dragon doesn't crash into the castle.]

Follow me. Tell me when thou wishest to rest. [and she'll put on a spurt of speed, keeping ahead of the dragon. She hums an old pony song to give him something to follow while making sure the flight path she chooses always has a nice, open spot for an emergency landing.]

[radiantwingedone]

... Will do. [ Ah, he can hear that. He's going to do his best to follow, rather than try to catch up or anything similar to that. Which is okay because he's not the best flier due to obvious sight reasons.

He's got good stamina for someone who hasn't flown before though. ]

[doublethefun]

[have fun with that. It's one of those catchy, ear-worm tunes. Winter-wrap up, winter-wrap up!!

A couple of laps in, she varies it up a bit. Gaining a bit of altitude, and then moving back down.]

[wintercat]

Yes. [Yeah, not looming is good.] You are a sight.

[radiantwingedone]

.... Not something familiar with, then.

[radiantwingedone]

[ It takes him a moment to figure out what is going on with that going up then down sounds.

But he figures out that she's moving then going back up and he might as well try. ]

[wintercat]

I believe you are a dragon. They have long been dead in my world.

[radiantwingedone]

That is what I have been told I resemble.

[wintercat]

Have you been like this long? [What have you been eating?]

[radiantwingedone]

Week. [ Trees and rocks. They're surprisingly tasty. And no one screams at him for it. ]

[wintercat]

Are you...well? [It's a weird question, but you know what she means.]

[radiantwingedone]

... Only one has attempted to attack me. Most react with initial shock, then continue talking when I do not give any signs of interest in attacking. [ Is that what she meant? ]

[wintercat]

[Pretty much.] I am glad. I suppose most here are used to strange sights.

[radiantwingedone]

Or are too startled or distracted by the strange ones that are part of the location. [ Lightswitches would have entertained him long enough if he could see what effect they had. ]

[wintercat]

True. There was enough here to keep me occupied for weeks when I first arrived. [Running water, light switches, kitchen appliances...]

[radiantwingedone]

Hhhmn. [ Agreeing. Even if he hasn't figured out the use of the box that beeps when he pushes buttons. Mostly because he'd been avoiding it. ]