<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6d/cb/d3/6dcbd37d72c6071bbec088a752438ac5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Destrian Brand (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16149670#msg16149670)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Fire<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Biker helmet, jacket, red T-shirt, and Army-green jeans.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 April 2050, 8:30PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Streets of the Oriental District<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Reese<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Between you and me<br/><hr/>When Reese noticed him, there was a joy that had warmed and nearly caused his heart to explode—much like his powers. He slowed out of his sprint, jogging up to her until he stood before her. She was happy to see him, and he her. However, she didn’t seem too pleased about his smell. His helmet dipped, indicating he was looking at his clothing, and specifically, the melted shoes on his feet. He usually smelled like a fire and that was something she would have to learn to live with…she hugged him.<br/><br/>The Dragon Slayer became as stiff as a girder. He hadn’t expected her to hug him. No one hugged him! Not Poppy! Not Pharon!—the huggers of the group.<strong>Hug me back, Dude, they think you’re attacking me.</strong><br/><br/>Destrian’s eyes near swelled to the size of oranges as he glanced around at all the humans staring. His arms lifted an inch and hesitated as he felt a wave of awkwardness. Behind his helmet, Destrian was really having a hard time dealing with the contact, but he understood her strategy. He didn’t want to draw unnecessary attention. His arms delicately folded around Reese’s shoulders, holding her as though she were made of torn paper. His large eyes followed hers, watching as the bystanders lowered their<em>arms</em>(what he thought were weapons). Reese released him afterward, and Destrian didn’t waste a second lowering his arms. His body was draped in a blanket of disturbance. No one could ever find out what had happened.<br/><br/>Destrian blinked as he brought himself back to reality and listened to Reese. She couldn’t believe he had taken the treacherous subway. He was shocked to learn that even she had been lost in the dimensional labyrinth. “Never again,” he replied.<br/><br/>Reese had mentioned the other Dragon Slayers, so she had already met them. He dropped a firm hand on Reese’s right shoulder and said urgently, “You must not speak of what happened. Do you understand?”<br/><br/>The hand hadn’t seemed like a comforting gesture. Despite there not being any pain or pressure, Destrian’s tone seemed to rumble like a stirring threat. “I was lost. You found me. That is all.”