Ryu is a dragon. #dealwithit (ryuuko) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2016-07-12 18:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: blake hartley, character: ryuuko hartley, location: beyond the academy and camden |
Thread: Many Meetings
WHO: Blake Hartley & soon to be named Ryuuko
WHEN: Some days, maybe a week or so after this.
WHERE: Tokyo, Japan
Nearly sixteen years ago a dragon egg hatched in a small specialized container wrapping it with the necessary heat it needed to incubate properly. Mimicking lava, the small creature had to fight to get out of the somewhat large egg. First a nose came out and with it were small teeth and the sound of croaking as the dragon used its voice for the first time. Slowly but surely she pushed her way out to see . . . no one. No, she saw someone. She slithered out of the egg that tipped over onto its side. Her pale white scales would darken to green in a few days. She came to what she thought was someone else. She attempted to nuzzle the other dragon but she hit something. It was flat and when she looked at it she saw the smears the film on her body. Being a dragon, her natural intelligence taught her quickly that the other dragon was not another dragon at all. It was herself. She began searching the rest of her new home for signs of another living thing, and she circled it for hours, days, even weeks. She never found anyone else. This place was all her own, and maybe that should have felt right but it didn't. She felt a great absence and the space that she would spend the next few years growing into would still feel confining. What the dragon didn't see was what resided outside the walls of her home. A pale man in a dark suit with a body covered in tattoos to his neck and his wrists and even to his toes. He died many years before. Died and rose to claim this powerful family as his own for forever. He had no intentions of dying and it took the baring of sharpened canines to make his enemies understand how he intended to fulfill that idea of "forever." Frozen in time at the age of thirty, his almond-shaped eyes were pools of dark cruelty and hunger. The moment he heard about the egg that appeared on the market, he had to have it. He paid a large price tag on it and seeing the dragon emerge made it worth every last yen. She was a piece of living art and also a sign of his strength. If the fangs weren't enough to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies, surely the sight of a real dragon would do the trick. The dragon child would eat meat dropped to her. Delivered on platters through chutes. Feeding time was on a set schedule, so she learned when tto expect her sustenance's arrival. The vampire always timed these feedings with special meetings. As the dragon grew longer, so did her teeth, and occasionally he'd deliver a small animal to allow her to spit poison at or draw up the lightning that pulsed through her body. Her teeth tore viciously through the flesh, and the vampire's enemies looked on, knowing it was a warning. If they did not fall in line, they would be her next meal. Long days gave the little dragon no real concept of time other than when her food came. She lounged about and sometimes pressed her ears to the mirrored walls because she thought she heard voices. The spoke a language she didn't understand. Sometimes she wondered if it was all in her mind. Being in isolation for so long was sure to drive anyone mad. Today the sounds were different. They were loud and almost like screams. Similar to the noises the goats made when she sent the lightning pulsing into them. The same tone of fear and agony. The dragon didn't have words for those emotions, but she understood what they were. She moved about in her cage and waited before suddenly the voices completely stopped. Silence. This agitated her more than before and she lifted herself up, flying around in search of something or anything that might tell her what happened. Something must have happened. Why was it so quiet? The lights above her dimmed and flickered before they were back to normal again. Then she heard the sound of something opening. Her eyes immediately shot for the chute, knowing it was too early for her meal, but it wasn't coming from there. A heavy sliding noise came from below and the dragon lowered herself to see a shape in the wall move. She felt the air shift between inside the room and outside of it. Someone was coming in. |