<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/avatar1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Race: Dragon<br/>Height: 6' 8 1/2"<br/>Weight: 250 lbs (pure muscle)<br/>Age: Appears 19-21<br/>Name: Viper Lance<br/>Human Name: Vance<br/>Ability: Snake Charmer/Summoner<br/>Disability: Temperament (is a dragon after all)<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/rayna.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Race: Alien<br/>Height: 4' 8"<br/>Weight: 65 lbs<br/>Age: Appears 16<br/>Name: Lilia Sundancer<br/>Ability: Healing, Sign Language, Magic Talk (using her fairy dust or her mind)<br/>Disability: Mute<br/><br/>Vance leaned against a wall. Pulling a long drag from his cigarette. This world bored him. Was there not a damn person who knew of the supernatural left? Or at least didn't believe it fairytales? As old as he was he found the rising stupidity of humans irritating. He wondered how long it would be until they killed themselves off. How long until they blew themselves up in a meaningless war. That was something humans had always done really well at...having wars. He started walking as he took another drag from his cigarette. He blew out the ring of smoke. Were he not trying to be incognito then the temptation to show these puny humans a thing or two about fire would have taken over. As it was he was trying to keep the dragon part of himself under the wraps. All tied up in a neat little package. One of the last he had no intentions to make Channel 9 news or anything else of the sort.<br/><br/>Taking another long drag before the cigarette shrunk down to the filter and then a bit past it. He threw the smoke bud away and blew out the last ring of fire. It would smell like brimstone. He missed the taste of that stuff. Maybe he should go grab some brimstone from an active volcano. It always tasted the best then. He looked around and as he walked he felt something. A source of energy. Now that was interesting. Energy sources like that meant someone of power or someone who could see power was around. Either way it was worth investigating. He continued walking. A snake in the pet store talking to him. He shook his head. "Not today..." He said to it in dragon. Of course snakes still remembered the tongue of dragons. He kept walking despite the disappointed hissing he heard from behind him. Only one thing was of concern right now...locating that power source.<br/><br/>He walked right into a young woman. Reflexively launching his hands out and caught her shoulders to prevent her from falling. That is when he sensed it. He looked at her. "You know of the supernatural." He said. Not a question. He stated it like it was a well known fact. He let her go. "I apologize for running into you." He said. "I was trailing the power source. I hope you will forgive this old...being." He said. Barely preventing himself from saying dragon. The slight hesitation came in from barely catching himself. He looked at her. "Who are you? My name is Vi---Vance." He said<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0080">Lilia was lost. She had crash landed on this world and didn't know where she was. She sensed someone similar to her. She needed to find them. Needed to get where it was safe. She had assumed this form due to the scanners saying the dominate life form was something called a HUE-MUN. Whatever that was. She didn't know but needed to blend in. She left the space ship and it exploded no sooner had she done so. She bit her lip and looked at the flaming wreckage. Well at least nobody could take her ship now. It was just a puddle of molten flaming metal now. Her eyes filled with sorrow as she was now stranded. She needed to find him. That one whose life force was similar yet possibly different from her own. Plus...she was scared.<br/><br/>She didn't know how to speak the human language. Yet she knew other languages so maybe she would luck out. If she heard it spoken she would begin to pick it up. As far away from a city as she was she doubted that would happen any time soon. She hurried away from the flaming wreckage before it drew anyone's attention. She called out with her mind. <span style="font-style: italic">Can you hear me?</span> Only to anyone human it would sound like <span style="font-style: italic">@#!$#%^%$&amp;*<a class="__cf_email__" data-cfemail="506f2e7110" href="/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection">[email protected]</a>#@#?*&amp;^%#<a class="__cf_email__" data-cfemail="577617" href="/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection">[email protected]</a>@#%$&amp;<a class="__cf_email__" data-cfemail="456105" href="/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection">[email protected]</a></span> instead of English. She kept calling out. Her voice would echo into the sleeping male's head. It would come in broken like static through a television screen. <span style="font-style: italic">Can...</span>***<span style="font-style: italic">you...</span>***<span style="font-style: italic">hear...</span>***<span style="font-style: italic">me?</span>***<span style="font-style: italic">...Help...</span> The soft voice would continue crying out. It might also be heard by the young woman due to how powerful the supernatural wave was.</span>