<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>His Dragon Slayer Armor and a motorcycle helmet<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 April 2050, 1000<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Warehouse District to Rust and Ruckus, Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Reese, Jake<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Dealing with problems<br/><hr/>Destrian turned his head to stare at Reese as she went on a rant about how<em>little</em>she knew about dragons. His brows slowly converged as though she were spouting calculus. He…he couldn’t even imagine why the hell she would think any of that would be logical.<br/><br/>“Dragons are evil gods…they have organs and blood like all living things,” he explained as though it was common knowledge. “We Dragon Slayers eat their hearts and inherit their power. I can walk through fire because I ate the heart of a fire god.”<br/><br/>Logic. Boom. To Destrian, it was plain and simple. He didn’t know what she was talking about—gold; rainbows—he continued to stare at her just as an extra precaution to see if she had been drinking or smoking herb. After a moment, his attention returned to the windows, sweeping his surroundings for more dragons.<br/><br/>“Do you have any fireproof ones?” Destrian asked when she informed him about her helmet collection. Without looking at her, he asked, “What are headphones?” She then said she’d explain them later.<br/><br/>“He is a boy,” Destrian reasoned as though he hadn’t been moaning and groaning about his existence some time ago. He narrowed his eyes when she tried to spare him from the teenager, but he felt the encounter with him was inevitable.<br/><br/>“I will deal with Jake.” He made the declaration similar to how one dealt with a nemesis.<br/><br/>When they returned to Rust and Ruckus, Jake launched from the garage like a child about ready to enter traffic. His mouth was already running, and they couldn’t hear it, only see it moving rapidly through the glass.<br/><br/>“Stop the carriage,” Destrian ordered. He waited for her to comply before he opened the passenger side door and Jake’s panicky voice flooded in.<br/><br/>“I am so glad you guys are back! Montgomery is here! I didn’t tell him shit, but he’s wondering why the Escalade is gone. I managed to clean up the place so he wouldn’t suspect too much. I don’t know though; I think he’s still suspicious…”<br/><br/>Destrian slid out and closed the door. Jake noticed the Dragon Slayer’s headgear with a bemused frown. “Dragon Dude, where did you get the helmet?”<br/><br/>Destrian wrapped an arm around Jake’s torso, drawing him against his side, before easily picking him up and hauling him away. “Where are you taking me? Reese! I’m being kidnapped!”<br/><br/>The Dragon Slayer placed a hand over the teen’s mouth as he carried him away from the garage. He had to get him to calm down. Oddly, he was reminded of Poppy. She and Jake were both equally annoying. Because of her existence, he had experience handling annoyances.