Jennifer
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Angelo
"Oh! Okay, well, I'm glad."
He gave them a big grin. He was so much taller than them, but... His proportions were weird. His body was very short, but his neck was so long that he was about as tall as most very large, old dragons. It was.. A very disorienting sight, to say the least.
"Well, uh, I do anti-venom stuff- obviously, because that's why we're both here and talking to each other, but, like, specifically insect venom. Though, I do also have an understanding of snake and dragon venom, since I learned that stuff at school, and I actually helped someone at the Scorpion den a really long time ago when I was... Like, a student intern, kinda? I was pretty much an assistant for a professor, and I managed to help some poor dragon who got bit by a snake right on his face. I think he nearly lost his sight or something? It was a while ago.. I wonder if he still lives here. I think his name was Black-tailed? Uh, either way, I've been doing this for a while. Obviously, as you know, I was called here 'cause of all the snake bites that have been happening recently. There's biologists coming too, right? Like, for the behavioural side of things? Of why there's been so many lately? 'Cause we can't just treat the wounds without treating *Why* The wounds are happening too, right?"
Leisha
Gleam, who was in awe of the red dragon, thought quickly that they might not be able to continue the play if any of the real researchers showed up and exposed their lies. They were somewhat alarmed by it. "The biologist is ill, and they wrote me a letter explaining that they will need to take at least a week off." They halfheartedly said. Perhaps they really possess the capacity to maintain the lie, Gleam exhaled. "They urgently need to rest and be left alone." They motioned with their talons.
Angelo
"Oh, really? Wow.."
He frowned, his head tilting to the side in concern.
"That's not so good.. There aren't many biologists around these days, it'll take forever for another one to get here. Hm.. Well, I'll just have to find someone else to assist us, then."
He tapped his talon on his chin, thinking. His wings buzzed as they tried to flick any remaining water from them, before settling back into his back like a carapace.
"Maybe Orbweaver, I've heard he's pretty close by lately... Though they work with spiders, so maybe not. Or Deathstalker, even, though I'm pretty sure she's out of commission at the moment too. Ugh, we *Really* Have to start getting backup researchers on deck, this is getting exhausting."
He shook his head, before making his way to the entrance of the oasis. He stopped, turning to look back at Gleam.
"Uh, which way is the station, again?"