Lunamaria Carter (
sweetnightmare) wrote in
mallow_logs2013-03-29 05:47 pm
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Who: Luna and her dragon
What: Just hanging out
Where: Crystalden
When: March 29th
Warnings: None so far
[Luna had spent most of her time here so far exploring Crystalden-not only because it was kind of confusing, but also because it reminded her a lot of Crellund, the city she lived in back home. Some things were different though, like the people and the way they dressed. She doubted she would ever decide she wanted to wear something bright and flashy like that. Jean shorts and tank tops for her, simple things. And her father's dogtags around her neck, of course.
The people in Crystalden didn't seem to think too highly of her dragon either-she'd seen quite a few dirty or suspicious looks sent Bahamut's way, but so long as no one made an issue out of it, she didn't really care. At the moment, she was content to sit on a bench outside of a cafe, finishing up a sandwich she had got, while Bahamut sat curled up next to her, watching the people as they passed them by. Maybe there was something she could do here after she was done exploring-however long that was going to take-and started to get bored. Back home she'd been recently working in a cafe as a waitress. Maybe she could do that here, too. Thinking about that though reminded her of just how much she missed her family-especially her brothers, despite all of the trouble they gave her-and sighed a little, reaching over to pet Bahamut, who nuzzled against her hand the way a cat would.]
What: Just hanging out
Where: Crystalden
When: March 29th
Warnings: None so far
[Luna had spent most of her time here so far exploring Crystalden-not only because it was kind of confusing, but also because it reminded her a lot of Crellund, the city she lived in back home. Some things were different though, like the people and the way they dressed. She doubted she would ever decide she wanted to wear something bright and flashy like that. Jean shorts and tank tops for her, simple things. And her father's dogtags around her neck, of course.
The people in Crystalden didn't seem to think too highly of her dragon either-she'd seen quite a few dirty or suspicious looks sent Bahamut's way, but so long as no one made an issue out of it, she didn't really care. At the moment, she was content to sit on a bench outside of a cafe, finishing up a sandwich she had got, while Bahamut sat curled up next to her, watching the people as they passed them by. Maybe there was something she could do here after she was done exploring-however long that was going to take-and started to get bored. Back home she'd been recently working in a cafe as a waitress. Maybe she could do that here, too. Thinking about that though reminded her of just how much she missed her family-especially her brothers, despite all of the trouble they gave her-and sighed a little, reaching over to pet Bahamut, who nuzzled against her hand the way a cat would.]

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[She tilts her head a little, considering this.]
I've seen kindness prevent a lot of people from getting hurt before.
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Besides, rulers who rule harshly are always the ones people want to overthrow and kill. The kind ones gain the respect and support of the people.
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[He does look thoughtful for a moment.]
Perhaps you have a point.
[His eyes wander over to Bahamut.]
I don't suppose you have more than one dragon, do you?
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[She smiles a little and shakes her head.]
No; he's the only one I have.
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[And the idea sounds kind of familiar, where has she heard that before :|]
But wouldn't it be hard to accomplish?
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[Yes, that's his answer to everything.]