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[wyverns]

[The feed clicks on and the first thing visible is hay strewn about on the ground- upon closer inspection, the hay is spattered with blood.

After the Scroll is set down to start recording, a fucking dragon comes into view- small enough to fit in the stables, apparently, but her wings are folded down and she's curled up tight. Around her are three of the knights of Highcrest, currently on the ground and moaning in pain- two are bleeding openly, the third is completely passed out.

And amongst it all is a man with pitch-black riding armor and a mask that covers half of his face. The axe in his hand is large, stained with blood, and Gerome hefts it to his shoulder for added effect.]

If anyone else so much as thinks of touching my wyvern-

[The lizard lifts her head slightly, slitted eyes staring curiously into the camera from over Gerome's other shoulder. The rider kicks at one of the knights with an armored boot and the man groans out in pain.]

-then next time, I won't hold back.

[He reaches forward and shuts off the feed.]

Comments

[coalforbreakfast]

[He's not going to comment on the fire or the size. He's seen his fair share of large monsters recently. Though the fire was something Duncan was very familiar with.]

They sound a lot nicer than dragons at least and the lack of fire I'd say is definitely a plus.

[wyverns]

[Gerome shrugs and pats Minerva on the head.]

It might make them more formidable in battle, but yes, they're... 'nicer'.

[And then, what the hell-]

A dragon is currently bringing about the end of the world, where I originally come from. And Minerva is- the best thing I have. So yes, I'd say that they are very different, and far nicer.

[coalforbreakfast]

Wait, really?

Yeah, if that's the case I think I'd prefer wyvren's too.

[He hesitates for a moment before finally deciding to add something else.]

...Back home, we kind of have a problem like that. Only, well. Humans share the world with Kaiju and it's kind of a war. Things were quiet for sixteen years and then it just started up again.

[wyverns]

What is a Kaiju?

[coalforbreakfast]

Very large monsters. Like the hundred and sixty foot kind. The King of the Kaiju is kind of a dragon. Well, he breathes fire but can't fly.

[wyverns]

Interesting. Are they all different shapes and forms, or do they look like dragons?

[coalforbreakfast]

From what I've seen? They're all different. Like, two of the ones I had to deal with went into hibernation like lizards do when the temperature drops too much.

But, since Belloc breathes fire, he's warm blooded... so he didn't do the lizard thing when the show was dropped.

[wyverns]

...interesting. Our worlds must be very different, then.

[He nods.]

Are you winning the war?

[coalforbreakfast]

I'd say.

[He hesitates for a moment.]

It's.. hard to say really. The fighting's only just started up again.

[wyverns]

Interesting. I can see where that would be stressful.

[He frowns.]

Are you to fight?

[coalforbreakfast]

[There's a long moment where he debates what to say next.]

Yeah, I am. I don't have a choice.

[wyverns]

Many of us don't.

[Another pause. He's going to hate himself for asking this, but...]

-do you know how?

[coalforbreakfast]

[There's a long stretch of silence before Duncan finally speak.]

Yeah, sort of. The fighting comes naturally to me.

[And trust him, he wish it didn't.]

[wyverns]

Then you are blessed with this skill. Many people have to train countless hours until it feels natural.

[coalforbreakfast]

..It's more of a curse than a gift.

[wyverns]

And why is that? People who are not skilled in battle often die in one.

[coalforbreakfast]

Cause it makes me a target for the Kaiju and my temper gets me in trouble in school.

[wyverns]

...a war is occurring and you're going to school?

[coalforbreakfast]

You try telling my mom no. It doesn't work

[wyverns]

...at least your mother hasn't been taken by the war.

[coalforbreakfast]

Dad wouldn't let any of the other Kaiju touch her. Besides, mom's kind of the reason the fighting stopped for as long as it did.

[wyverns]

Understandable. Why was she so important?

[coalforbreakfast]

She kinda stopped the fighting by marrying my dad.

[wyverns]

...alright.

[He won't pry any further.]

I hope you endure the war, at any rate.

[coalforbreakfast]

I'll try the best I can. So far so good. I just hope my luck holds out.