DS: Chapter Two - Mission 1 (Poppy and Des)
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				Title: <strong>DS: Chapter Two - Mission 1 (Poppy and Des)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>25-06-2022, 04:25:47</strong>
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				<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, brown T-shirt, and blue jeans.<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 13 April 2050, 10AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven City Downtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Poppy<br><strong>Content:</strong> Surely, they're hunting for dragons...<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 331<br><hr> It wasn’t entirely unusual, but it had made Destrian suspicious. The little fae, his comrade, Poppy, wanted to go dragon hunting with him. He didn’t know what to think. It was their duty so there shouldn’t have been anything to think about; but he had this strange feeling…Raven City Downtown looked so innocent during the day. There was a mixture of tourists, locals, and salary workers. It was the most people Destrian had ever seen in one place without there being a parade of royalty around. Without there being a castle around! The skyscrapers could have been castles, but there were so many. It was he and Poppy in this odd, modern dimension, and he was certain that she didn’t know anymore about it than him. One thing was for certain, no matter if she wanted to because it was quicker, he refused to take the subway unless there was a dragon in it.<br><br>Inside his helmet, it was just him. Not Poppy or the people moving to and fro around and with them. Destrian was inside with his patience. Since coming to <em>Earth</em>, Destrian had been studying the dragons when he wasn’t playing video games or trying to ride Reese’s plank on wheels. There were so many hiding places in Raven City versus the spacious, fantastical country that covered Avantasia. Dragons weren’t hard to find in his home realm, but since having come to Earth, they could have been hidden anywhere. There were even some areas that restricted them from accessing them (not like it ever stopped him). In the sewers; on top of the towers; Destrian was taking mental note of several places where they could be.<br><br>The Dragon Slayer had been so invested in his search that he had forgotten Poppy was even with him. Every alley they passed, he gazed down, giving it a quick check. When a dump truck roared by, Destrian stopped to examine it. A dragon could have easily been hiding in there too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter Two - Mission 1 (Poppy and Des)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>25-06-2022, 05:08:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/483199956338081793/958733022386085918/image0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Poppy Clovergrove (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.0#lastPost)<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Wood<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cute cottage core &nbsp;(https://www.pinterest.com/pin/134826582585432401/)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> April 13th | 2050| 10:00am<br><strong>Location:</strong> Downtown Raven City<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Destrain<br><strong>Content:</strong> Bait and switch<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 538 | 869<br><hr><br><br>”Mhm… let’s see… another street here…ah..yes I see…” The petite red head certainly was engrossed in her own sort of concentration, for a moment at least, as the hand made map she had secretly asked snippets of sat in front of her face for a moment. The series of open ended questions and other trivial quips she had asked of Brett helped hammer out the last bits of what Poppy had made into her own personal map, even if it wasn’t the most complete thing. More or less getting the proper names had been the key to figuring out at least <em>some</em> of their way around Raven City, the downtown area more specifically, as the various shops and bodegas had been a great interest to the fae. Of course having an official ‘map’ also helped rope in the most grumpy of her comrades to aide her in her quest, that hunting for dragons was still <strong>trueeeee</strong> but it didn’t mean they couldn’t do a little shopping as well.<br><br>Stuffing the map into the back of her short pocket Poppy smiled widely as she gave her hands a soft clap, the bounce of her long hair neatly tied with a handkerchief in the style she was told was cottagecore; the thought others would emulate such a lifestyle as the one she knew made it all too easy to be guided right towards such a style. Walking just to Destrain’s left it took her a bit of a more speedy pace to keep up with the taller man, the crowd splitting around the odd pairing though she hardly paid much mind to such. He was on a quest for dragons clearly, but Poppy was also quite keen to take care of her own personal quest as well. ”Okay Des so if we keep down this path we shall come across a corner store, beyond such I do believe there is another length of streets, but perhaps we may stop for a moment?” she’d muse cheerfully, the plan had been to search for a suitable gift in which to repay Brett for all his kindness and guidance for his work thus far, although one had to wonder why of all the slayers she’d ask Destrain to assist?<br><br>More or less he appeared far more in line with Brett physically than either Dekado nor Pharon, although truthfully Poppy also wished to spend some time with Destrain for less quest reasons. He was always so shut off, so distant, it was something Poppy wished to bridge the gap of, with kindness of course; he just didn’t know that yet. ”Oh! Look at that!” something catching the fae’s eye, her small hand reached out to grab Destrain’s own without warning, her initial destination quickly taking a detour as the ice cream parlor they had started to pass simply could not be ignored. Sweets had become an addiction to Poppy as the compulsion easily dragged herself and her fellow slayer into the shop, the colorful array of ice creams, sodas, and malts tantalizing as bright greens widened with glee.<br><br>”Let us try a scoop, shall we Des? It looks quite delicious~” She beamed sweetly, having never not given a smile to any of her comrades.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter Two - Mission 1 (Poppy and Des)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>25-06-2022, 05:32:26</strong>
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				<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, brown T-shirt, and blue jeans.<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 13 April 2050, 10AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven City Downtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Poppy<br><strong>Content:</strong> Nope.<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 283 | 1,152<br><hr> An orange eye strayed over to Poppy as she told him the lay of the land. They had passed many stores. Why did she want to stop at that corner store versus all the others they passed? His eye narrowed. She probably just wanted to shirk her duties. If a butterfly had fluttered onto the battlefield, Poppy would have been the first to find it.<br><br>“No,” the Dragon Slayer said firmly. That was all it took was for some simple distraction and Poppy would be gone. If she had been with the other Slayers, then they would have been more yielding and spoiling. He wasn’t like them and wasn’t going to put up with her shit.<br><br><strong>Oh! Look at that!</strong><br><br>Instantly, Destrian was tense and frantically turning every which way. Had she found a dragon? She snagged his hand and urgently began to lead him to the emergency. When they came before a sweets shop, Destrian blankly stared. Did she think a dragon was in a sweets shop?<br><br><strong>Let us try a scoop, shall we Des? It looks quite delicious~</strong><br><br>Destrian’s hand rested over the dark, plastic visor of his helmet as though it had been his face. TYPICAL!<br><br><em>Ring. Ring.</em> The shop bell chimed as he barged out the door back onto the sidewalk without saying a word to the fae. She had to be the worst Dragon Slayer to go hunting with. She was so easily distracted that he didn’t understand how she managed to hunt anything. It was so annoying, and he didn’t like his time wasted.<br><br><em>This was a mistake,</em> he thought as he briskly marched down the street, hoping to lose her. He’d hunt for the dragons himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter Two - Mission 1 (Poppy and Des)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>28-06-2022, 03:38:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/483199956338081793/958733022386085918/image0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Poppy Clovergrove (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.0#lastPost)<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Wood<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cute cottage core &nbsp;(https://www.pinterest.com/pin/134826582585432401/)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> April 13th | 2050| 10:00am<br><strong>Location:</strong> Downtown Raven City<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Destrain<br><strong>Content:</strong> Bait and switch<br><strong>Word Count:</strong>&nbsp; 791| 1,943<br><hr><br>Digging a hand into the small satchel purse, a cute one with a daisy on it of course, Poppy let her gaze wander to her work even as she continued to speak.”Brett told us that sweet shops like these have the best desserts around, these scoops are of cow’s milk with added sugar, isn’t that-“ Lifting her emerald gaze the fae was struck by the now open space where Destrain <em>had</em> been, and she herself had to wonder just how long she had been talking to herself. Giving a soft blink she craned her head back to glance outside with a sigh, she needed his help but surely he didn’t have to be so grumpy did he? Then again she hadn’t exactly laid out why she needed his aide in the first place, having blurted out hunting dragons given it was a guaranteed yes. <br><br>Watching the petite girl from the counter the dark haired teen slaving away over the decadent ice creams and various other treats felt a bit bad for her, the guy in the helmet having taken off without so much a word and all; maybe they were one of those weird toxic couples? Eh who was he to judge? <strong>”Uhh….did you want anything miss?”</strong> the teen finally mused, watching as Poppy straightened up and flashed him a smile that was probably the brightest he had ever seen, especially after witnessing some douche ditch her.<br><br>”Yes please! May I acquire a scoop of the cookie dough, and….Mhm…that pastry there, is that apple?”Poppy chirped back with only a slight hesitation, they called it something..not cows milk…so scoop seemed to be the safer choice to call it. The last thing she needed was to stir up any further trouble really for herself.<strong>”Eer yea it’s an apple danish, that for your boyfriend?”</strong> The clerk rose a pierced brow, that while he wasn’t the most chivalrous guy around, he would call out bullshittery when he needed. The guy was probably waiting on his Harley while she went about doing everything; typical. Giving a small tilt of her head it was Poppy’s turn to raise a brow, the term not something she had heard before, and Brett hadn’t mentioned anything like that as well. She knew the phrase friend, but was a boyfriend the same only for the male audience? Giving a small tap at the center in her pouty lips the fae shrugged after a moment, that while learning of customs and other means was interesting, Des was probably making great distance from the shop. The fact he had already gotten himself lost once, the last thing she wanted was for him to do the same on her watch.<br><br>”He is a friend of mine yes, so boyfriend may be correct dear clerk. I shall take these with much thanks~” Poppy hummed, handing the bewildered teen a few ravens with less success. Apparently each note was a different amount, but eventually the fae was off with a cone in one hand and the wrapped pastry in the other, happy smile as well.<br><br><strong>”What a weird chick…cute though.”</strong> The clerk mused to himself, already busying himself to not think much harder on the strange way Poppy spoke. Maybe she was foreign or something.&nbsp; <br><br>Weaving around groups of people on the sidewalk Poppy was light on her feet as she raced along, nibbling on her cookie dough ice cream while her eyes scanned the crowd. Thankfully Des stood out like a sore thumb, but Gaia did he walk fast. Coming up fast Poopy nearly tripped as she managed to save herself with a slide, skidding along side the fellow slayer before she panted. ”Oh come on Des, you don’t have to be so grumpy.” she’d retort with a sigh, knowing she wasn’t going to get anywhere if she kept up the charade. <br><br>”Look…I asked for your aide in not to hunt dragons….but to be fair if we <em>did</em> come across one certainly it can be dealt with…” Which was a fair point.”It was my wish to purchase Brett a gift of gratitude for the burden we’ve put upon him with our presence, that I felt a man such as yourself perhaps would have greater knowledge in likings than that of Dekado or Phraon. I’m sorry for being dishonest, but you have my word should we come across a dragon it shall be dealt with…so surely it is a fair compromise?” Poppy finally relented, she wasn’t going to force Des to travel with her if he really detested it. Holding the apple pastry as an offering she gave him a smile none the less, there was some rumor around he liked apples, or maybe it was just a joke? Oh Gaia she hoped he wasn’t allergic.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter Two - Mission 1 (Poppy and Des)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>02-07-2022, 08:17:21</strong>
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				<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, brown T-shirt, and blue jeans.<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 13 April 2050, 10AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven City Downtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Poppy<br><strong>Content:</strong> It's so good<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 393 | 2,336<br><hr> Destrian was certain that he had left her in the store, talking to herself, but the store’s alarm system had triggered his abrupt departure (damn it). The annoying fae had managed to not only find him in the crowd but catch up to him. He felt warm thinking about using his powers to burst away from her, but he had already ruined a pair of shoes.<br><br><strong>Look…I asked for your aide in not to hunt dragons…</strong><br><br>The Dragon Slayer instantly stopped and whirled to capture Poppy’s face in the dark reflection of his helmet. She hadn’t wanted to hunt dragons? He didn’t know what had made him angrier, having been lied to or Poppy being typical. When she explained about this being about her stupid human Brett, his hands balled into fists and the flesh of his hands were turning red. The non-draconic side of Destrian’s mouth arched in his rage. This lying, little, slacking…he clenched his eyes closed. Smoke had started seeping from his eyelids. When he opened them again, he saw her holding something out to him. Destrian stared at it for a few seconds. It was a flat, lengthy piece of bread covered in frosting with…were those apples woven in its crust? It was like a pie but then it wasn’t.<br><br>Destrian’s lips closed about his human teeth and his hands shakily loosened. With his anger having calmed, he was able to re-process Poppy’s request with a clear mind. She had asked him versus the other two males because she believed he knew more. His fiery eyes flicked up to the sky as he inhaled a breath before releasing it on a sigh that caused his shoulders to slump.<br><div class="floatright">(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/FaintIllustriousIcelandicsheepdog-max-1mb.gif)</div>“Whatever,” Destrian grumbled. He snatched the pastry from her hand and resumed marching down the sidewalk. He clutched the dessert within both of his hands as he stared it through his visor. It felt soft and slightly crispy. He slowly pulled the crust apart and saw the apple chunks and filling glistening like gold in the daylight. A small smile curled on his lips. It looked good. He had one hand crack his visor with the side of his palm, leaving enough space for him to slide one half through. His mouth opened, his black tongue reaching out to draw the pastry into his mouth. His human cheek swelled with the sweet bread as his dragon-like teeth locked closed. Destrian stopped.<br><br>It had been apple, and it had been delicious—too delicious to be real. It had actually brought tears to his eyes, but he wasn't going to let Poppy see that. "Lead the way," was all Destrian told her to keep her short-attentioned mind focused on her mission and not him.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter Two - Mission 1 (Poppy and Des)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>12-07-2022, 04:54:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/483199956338081793/958733022386085918/image0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Poppy Clovergrove (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.0#lastPost)<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Wood<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cute cottage core &nbsp;(https://www.pinterest.com/pin/134826582585432401/)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> April 13th | 2050| 10:00am<br><strong>Location:</strong> Downtown Raven City<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Destrain<br><strong>Content:</strong> Pleased ~<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 617| 2,953<br><hr><br>Okay so not being truthful <em>obviously</em> had been the wrong way to go about things, considering getting Destrain was already on a thin string to start; but fae folk had always had the unpleasant rumor of requests to be so straight forward. In the nearly forgotten past those who had come across fae were often tricked of their wealth and goods, those even more unfortunate making the ultimate mistake of <strong>giving</strong> one’s name by the accidental flex of good manners. Poppy did not wish to do no such things, but being straight forward on matters of requests perhaps was a flicker of the past, a trait unable to be broken. But she still meant her words of apology; they <em>would</em> take down and defeat a dragon should one arise.<br><br>The flutter of her verdant gems watched as Des seemed on the verge of implosion, a seemingly natural reaction to her presence really, as the fae could practically feel the way his hands wanted to strangle her; well knowing Des it would be more, but she expected it. The blessed curse of consuming a dragon’s heart had many effects in many wild, different ways but for Poppy the benefit certainly outweighed much of the strife. To regenerate her wounds and limbs made their duty to the king was a boon, that while indeed she was nearly immortal, it didn’t mean going through such fatal blows didn’t hurt any less. In fact the pain was always a reminder, like an invisible cloak that simmered just beneath the surface. So while she <em>liked</em> to think Des wouldn’t be so brash than to strike her in public, she was prepared for it none the less. <br>So when the once straining tense of his shoulders dropped she could see the way her delicate face flustered with confusion, a rapid blink given; she always smiled to those around her, even Des, but surely he could see the surprise in her expression. Was he playing a trick? Mhm… he wasn’t usually the sort, though the sudden trip to this new land did create quite a few surprises thus far.<br><br>”Really? Oh how wonderful, I thank you Des, truly~” Poppy nearly squealed, giving a happy bounce after the initial shock wore off, thankfully quickly. Now they were on an even keel, all the better to compete her personal mission, and perhaps chip some of the mountain on his back. Or however the saying went. Des snatching the pastry was a far better sign of good tidings, the fae giving a small smile as she watched the slayer examine it. ”I was surprised at all the ways one could configure such an ingredient, I have heard even of such application in the way of a butter with apples. This world truly is so curious.” Poppy cooed thoughtfully, nibbling on her cone only to sigh happily. Humans truly did create such wonderfully delightful treats, and the fae was smitten. As Des stopped mid step after devouring the pastry she couldn’t help but giggle, using a hand to stifle it as she gave a spin before humming. ”Delicious yes? Mayhaps we may visit again, there are many other pastries of the same quality I am sure.”Poppy mused, already a few steps ahead as she lapped at her sugary cookie laden treat. <br><br>Leading the way was easier said than done, but she was determined not to upset him; any further.<br>There were quite a few shops around, but she still had only the faintest idea what a male would find either useful or enjoy. ”My thoughts of acquiring a gift are still..lacking. But perhaps you may have a suggestion Des?What would a man as yourself be delighted to receive?”<br><br>
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