the stranger it feels - water

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[atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/2a68h3a.png] Was he allowed to be here? The royals didn't want him around, so the very idea of him being permitted to have a dragon was ludicrous. But, he was Gabriel Salazeer. Master Thief. What was the difference between stealing the world's most expensive painting to stealing a dragon egg that was one of 15? Not enough to stop him, that was for sure. Besides, the chances of getting a partner in crime were just two tempting. Under the cover of darkness, wearing his usual black leather clothing, he moved quickly over the sand, careful to step lightly and leave shallow prints that would quickly be covered by the sand that was blown around by the wind. How was this supposed to work? Did he have to touch the right one for it to hatch? He'd never learned any of this, neither of his parents had dragons. He eyed the eggs poking out of the ground nervously. He'd been careful only to come here when no one else was around, but how long was this going to take? Did he just grab one and hope it would hatch for him. "Come on little hatchling." He hissed through clenched teeth.

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So cold he was... the chills that sent tingles down his spine were a thrilling sign… Feeling was coming to his masculine legs once more… and his arms too. He was strong, he knew. Feeling the different features of his immature body. He’d awoken that night with a stiff sense of determination. Like he was to be quiet… narrowing his brows, the Winchester dragon growled at the walls he was pressed so tightly against. This was maddening! He had things to do! Not particular things… but nonetheless, things. In his mind, he felt as though he were to be on some kind of a quest. Flexing his talons, the medium sized Winchester began pushing and clawing feverishly at the shell walls. Decorative cracks and marks began marring the surface, creating openings until one was large enough to pull his head through. Though… unfortunately, he’d become a touch stuck. Pulling only one leg out, he began wriggling and kicking his way through. Finally, in a shatter of glass like shards, the shell burst open, and he was propelled forward, almost straight into Gabriel, but swiftly, he was able to correct his movements.
Looking up at his bonded, he gave a mocking smile, and winked. ”Well you’re late. I’ve waited in there for days! Maddening thing, that is…”

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[GEMMA ☿]

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[atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/2a68h3a.png] The moment his Bonded began to stir, he felt it. Apparently there wasn't much he'd needed to do except be close by. He twisted this way and that, trying to see his bonded in the darkness. The moment it emerged from the egg, he groaned. It was a huge, muscular male. To make matters worse, it had glowing gold markings scattered across it's body. He felt his heart drop. What was he supposed to do with that? Quit complaining, at least I'm smart. The voice in his head startled him so much he nearly fell over. Dragons used telepathy? He didn't know this. Something told him he'd learn a lot of things he hadn't known before. Maybe this was a bad idea, maybe having a dragon was the stupedist thing he'd ever done. He swallowed hard, and blinked to get a better look at the young male. He was right. Gabe could see the intelligence in his eyes. "Ugg. I'll have to find a way to block the glow, can't have that messing up my runs." The little dragon scuttled over to his feet and sat down beside him, rolling his shoulders to stretch. Whatever. He said, clearly not caring what the plan was so long as he was involved in the plan. The little dragon looked up at Gabe and blinked, studying his new bonded's face. Name? "Gabriel..." Not your name, I know your name, what's my name? "I... you don't know your own name? Was I supposed to choose one?" The dragon sighed exasperatedly, and rolled his eyes. Just call my Nyxx. "Ok" Gabe smiled hesitantly. He would make this work.

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