DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)
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				Title: <strong>DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>08-04-2022, 23:16:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5e/1c/0a/5e1c0a6e21e1d41260133d58f7a93652.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Reese Wilder (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147118#msg16147118)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pink fringe jacket, jean shorts, sneakers. [Pictured (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e5/18/ba/e518baef015f8288b4c472d5b8d7a1a6.jpg)]<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1 April 2050 | 7:30 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven Park and Ferris Wheel<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dekado, Olena<br><strong>Content:</strong> Overwhelmed<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 717</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">There had been a lotta <em>weird</em> going around. It wasn’t bad. Bad wasn’t the word Reese would use, anyway.<br><br>Reese was the fifth kid outta six. Elvis, Cormac, Layla, Chester, Reese, and Riley. Bein’ fifth put her in this strange middle place where everything was already done and unoriginal but also super loud and annoying. Most of her siblings were married, some of them with their own kids now, and all of them seemed to have exciting lives. Maybe Reese just got too used to the quiet. Maybe she liked the quiet. Maybe she liked bein' alone. Now it just felt like everything was upside down. If dragons were real then global warming was definitely real and word ending, and other life forms were real and alternate realities probably and just a lot of fucking <em>fucks</em>.<br><br>A dark, evening walk led her here. Not surprising, but maybe poorly timed. As Reese ventured deeper into Raven Park people pushed past her to get to the exit, like she was a lonely salmon swimming up stream. There were RCPD officers too, scattered about in their police gear, as if it wasn't fucking <em>obvious</em> that it was super close to curfew. <em>Eight o'clock</em> loomed over her, threatening her choices. Eight was an infinity, of endless possibilities, loop de fucking loop. <em>Stop thinking about it!</em><br><br>And think about... Nothing. "Pfff...." the mechanic flopped down on a bench and tried to ignore the A.B.C gum next to her jean shorts. Nothing. Or <em>everything</em>. Was humanity dead? With dragons here was humanity just done? Maybe she was dead and this was a coma dream. Video games rot brains and maybe she'd played too many and now she was lying in a bed on a vent like a loser. Though, to her credit, a coma dream with dragon's and magic was pretty <em>slick</em>. But video games didn't have mechanics like her, they had... blacksmiths and armories and crazy cool tech gear. Swords definitely existed here. And if swords already existed, and magic -- ha <em>ha</em> -- well magic now existed <em>too</em>, then maybe there was some way of infusing them together. Like magical forgery. It didn't exist until it did. Just like blue raspberry.<br><br><em>Fuck she had to work tomorrow.</em> How unbelievable was that. "Mmph..." Reese ran her cool hands over her face and slumped against the back board of the bench. She liked helping. Okay, she loved helping. And to help, she had to look after Dragon Slayers. Covertly. And help them get back to... Back to... <em>Fuck</em> she'd forgotten already. She reached into the side pocket of her pink, fringed jacket, and pulled out her phone, watching as it lit up and then changed time from 7-2-9 to 7-3-0, before glancing out in the dark, past the trees and bushes of the park to the bright, cheery lights of the amusement rides. Half past seven was enough time for <em>at least</em> one ride on the Ferris Wheel. For sure. And then she would go back home, to her loft. Should she call... her family? <em>Fuck</em>. And tell them... What? Lie? Her sneakers <em>drummed</em> on the park pathway as two stern looking RCPD officers came close, and gave her a look. <em>Yeah, whatever.</em> Reese had half an hour. And it wasn't like the 'Terror in the Park' had a god damn watch anyway.<br><br>She sighed heavily. This walk was supposed to relax her -- clear her blonde head and come up with a sorta plan. Hard to do that with cops around, but the curfew was <em>new</em> and the Ferris Wheel was an old favorite. Reese waited until the two officers continued along the path before standing from the bench, and peering out again. Pathways had lights and cops. Bushes and grass did not. If she was gonna build somethin' with magic it wouldn't be as simple as a sword. <em>Crunch, crunch, crunch</em>. The mechanic left the path and headed through the dark foliage towards the amusement park, hoping for better distractions and no dog shit on her white sneakers.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>14-04-2022, 10:06:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/AUO88Q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> &nbsp;Dekado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147591#msg16147591)<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Light<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As pictured<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Chapter One start date, 1 April 2050 at 7:30 pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven Park and Ferris Wheel<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reese, Olena<br><strong>Content:</strong> Finding his bearings<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 708 words<br><hr><br>He had had been on this strange new realm for the better part of a day. He had only found one of the other Dragon Slayers so far and was beginning to feel he was slacking. He needed a good mount to cover more ground. Running around at blurring speeds was all fine and well but not something you wanted to maintain for long periods of time. He childhood friend had a green and orange striped stallion back at home that he always admired…maybe something along those lines.<br><br>That of course led him back to the circular logic of where was he going to house this animal. He started walking back towards the park he had crash landed in. Part of getting home would be to understand if there was a naturally occurring portal here or if this was a one-time thing. Regardless, he understood magic enough to know that once a portal was made, that breach would be the best point to trying to get back home. It would be the weakest place between both realms.<br><br>He was still getting stares over his attire and noticed that most males did not have long hair here. He wasn’t cutting his hair to fit in. Everyone could go fuck themselves if that sort of conformity was expected. One of the things he had noticed were that there was an armed constabulary here. They carried those slug throwers that made a lot of noise as well. He wondered at the effective range of the weapons and how much protection his armour would offer. <br><br>When he got to the park his chipmunk friends found him. They managed to gang up with the enforcers of their clan, the squirrels in order to follow him around. They kept their distance, but Dekado saw him. He had asked what they were when he found someone feeding them. The elderly man found it humorous that Dekado felt they could be spies. Maybe they were the secret out of this realm…maybe there were just bushy tailed rodents. It was a mystery for another day.<br><br>He had still to find a kiosk or a phone. From the amount of time people spent looking at them you would swear some magical wishing weasel was handing out free wishes. He saw the large iron wheel from a distance and decided to head over and investigate. Avoiding the constables was easy enough. He meant them no harm, so his lack of violent intent barely registered on their periphery. That and he moved like a blur when they were nearby. <br><br>The fuzzy rodent squad followed at a distance. They were a little agitated from their postures when they were checking him out. Last night they were much more judgey. And then someone approached him using the woods to avoid the constables too. She had hair like his. He didn’t want to startle her, so he tried to make some noise by grabbing a branch and shaking it a little. <br><br>Finally, he just stepped into her field of vision. “I don’t mean to startle you.” he said making no quick movements. No one here wore armour. It was curious. “Hello.” he says in his deeply melodic voice. It had been a long time since he had smiled, trying and failing would be unfortunate. So, he goes for some simple honesty. “I’m Dekado. I’m guessing by my accent you can tell that I’m not from around here.” People had been looking oddly at him whenever he spoke, he was guessing it was the accent—maybe the ears. There was of course his volcanic glass great sword and armour, but they were such a part of him that he barely thought about them as being odd. The squirrel brigade struck curious poses in the distance. They wanted to see how this would play out. <br><br>He had been hoping to find more Dragon Slayers and felt one may be nearby. He was hungry and had been up all day looking around with Shashiko. Also, he really wanted to take a warm bath, that would be heavenly. “I mean you no harm. You’re safe with me.” he promises her. He was a knight after all, but no good guy ever announced they were a good guy. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Sakura</strong> on <strong>17-04-2022, 23:48:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/62/89/77/628977b3326b7702c5ac65f17feced53.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Olena Stormseed<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Water<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Picture<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> April 1, 2050 | 7:30pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven Park approaching Ferris wheel<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reese, Dekado<br><strong>Content:</strong> Trying to keep her composure and figure things out. <br><strong>Word Count</strong> 796<br><hr><br><em>It looks like we weren’t in Avantasia anymore.</em><br><br>That had been on the forefront of her thoughts as she stumbled upon a whole new world or was it a new dimension? She couldn’t really say for sure as everything she had once knew changed in a blink of an eye. One minute she was surrounded by luscious earth, clean air, and next she was hammered with the poisons of irregular sounds, smells, and structures.<br><br>It had been well into half the day as Olena found herself alone. Staring at the strange people passing. While they looked like her in various ways, their sense of style, looks, and the things they carried in their hands were so foreign it left her with a headache. It was enough pain to make her want to vomit but with a deep breath she was able to calm herself down…down until she found herself stepping into oncoming traffic unsure of what to do as a weird box-like thing tried to ram into her. She ended up hopping up and slamming her heeled shoes into its front, until the weight of her forced a dent into it. <br><br>“Hey you dumb bitch, what do you think you’re doing!? You dented my car!” He hung out of his box shaking his fist at her. She looked at him with a rather perplexed look but found herself hoping down gauging the man. He looked rather upset.&nbsp; “Is that the name of this thing you’re in?” Olena asked curiously as the man got out of his car to yell at her, however, as he got out he noticed her weird looking outfit and began to look her up and down. From head to toe. <br><br>“I seem to have lost my way. Do you know where this is?” She asked, looking at him. Ignoring the sounds of the hooking behind him.<br><br>“Huh?”<br>“What is this place called?” She repeated<br>“Are you a foreigner or something?”<br>“You could say that.”<br>“This is Raven City.”<br>“Raven City?” She repeated, having a rather perplex look on her face. “So I’m not in Avantasia anymore.”<br>“Avan-what? He questioned now reaching behind his head and scratching it.<br>“I have to go and find my comrades. Thank you for the information” She softly bowed her head which had the man looking more confused by the second. Then she was gone. Not listening as the man shocked her about his car. “Crazy bitch.” Flustered before giving the finger to the cars behind him, then getting in and driving off. <br><br>That was less than five hours ago and she found herself reaching the forest part of the unknown place she was in. “Raven City, huh?” She repeated in her head as the tranquil feel of the park gave her peace. It was away from all the harsh sounds that made her head spin. The smell of the trees and grass was easy on her lungs. She needed to figure out what she was going to do. She knew nothing about this new place or how to survive so she found herself settling down under one of the tallest trees closest to the Ferris wheel and observing her surroundings. She sat in a meditative pose and calmed her body down. She was starting to feel the aches of hunger and looked into her bag for what she had fallen with. She could start her fasting sooner than later and eat what she could in small doses. She had a few rations but nothing that would sustain her for a long time. She had to think of her next steps. Find her comrades and then figure out a way to get them back home. She was starting to doze off. Ignoring the stares of strangers passing her by and commenting upon her armor, her hat, that kept her safe from the sun. <br><br>When she woke, the sun was starting to fade, and she could see in amazement the glowing lights that filled the sky. She had to hop up into the tree she was under to see all the Raven city lights. It was almost breath-taking if not for the sounds of “What was it again? Cars” that ruined the beauty of the oncoming night. That was when she caught sight of a similar presence in her view. He stood out mostly because of his armor and the long blonde hair had. It was easy to spot him in a crowd. <br><br><em>Dekado</em>. <br><br>Her mind raced as she jumped down from height up in the tree and then moved with haste towards him. He was moving towards someone or rather that person was moving towards him.<br><br>“Dekado!” She called lifting her hand up and waving in hopes to get his attention while she was fast approaching.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>21-04-2022, 00:17:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5e/1c/0a/5e1c0a6e21e1d41260133d58f7a93652.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Reese Wilder (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147118#msg16147118)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pink fringe jacket, jean shorts, sneakers. [Pictured (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e5/18/ba/e518baef015f8288b4c472d5b8d7a1a6.jpg)]<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1 April 2050 | 7:30 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ferris Wheel, Raven Park<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dekado, Olena<br><strong>Content:</strong> Fuck you, Universe, I'll make my own magic!<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 733 | Total: 2954</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">It wasn’t Dekado's pointy, elfy ears. Or his shiny, golden locks that she only <em>dreamed</em> her hairstylist could replicate. It was his armor. His god damn fucking Dragon Slayer armor. “Fuck…” the mechanic exclaimed in recognition, and scrunched up her pierced nose, down right <em>pissed</em> at the universe for not letting her have <em>one</em> normal night without dragons or magic or magical dragon slayers. Fuck. She just wanted to ride the normal human Ferris Wheel and go home before the normal human cops arrested her. <em>Fuck</em>. Fuck, fuck. This knight had a sword, even. Because of course he had a fucking sword to slay dragons. She sighed, loudly, releasing a hot puff of air into the stars, and then glanced back at him with bright, grey eyes. “Sorry dude. Look, I wasn’t swearing at y’all, —”<br><br>But before she could say his name, someone <em>else</em> did first.<br><br>Reese already knew that there <em>were</em> other dragon slayers; she just didn’t think they would be here, on Earth, in Raven City park, tonight. And if she thought meeting two Dragon Slayers in one day was impossible enough, here, outta the god damn bush, was a <em>third</em>. And this one had a hat. Was the universe <em>trying</em> to overwhelm her to the point of insanity? Her hands ran up to her cheeks, massaging them as her heart raced. <em>They were definitely gonna nuke her city.</em> If this weirdness continued, someone, maybe even her own government, was definitely gonna nuke Raven city to put a stop it all. Maybe she could harness ‘magic’ for a force field! A force field was far better than a simple sword. Her hands fell to her chest, crossing over, and then thinking, still bubbling over with ideas.<br><br>And when Reese got overwhelmed, she held onto her wild, and sometimes dangerous ideas for dear life.<br><br>“I’m <em>going</em> on the Ferris Wheel.” The mechanic announced as the latest Dragon Slayer approached. She was a <em>she</em>. And it was almost like she glided on air. Huh. The sudden appearance of not one, but <em>two</em> more Dragon Slayers had not only solidified her close-to-curfew activity, but expanded it. “In fact, we can <em>all</em> go on the Ferris Wheel.” Reese jerked her chin towards the massive, glowing metallic ring beyond the bushes. “You ride in the metal boxes, until you go all around the wheel. It’s <em>fun</em>. Let’s have <em>fun</em>. Even <em>Dragon Slayers</em> like to have <em>fun</em>, right?”<br><br>Her words revealed what strange secrets she already knew. “I’m Reese Wilder and… well, I guess we’ll talk more about roommate etiquette once we're on the Ferris Wheel.”<br><br>The park closed in less than thirty now, so they were gonna have to be quick. Jesus <em>fuck</em>. Reese immediately started walking towards her destiny — the Ferris Wheel. The same and yet different then she expected. At least there were only more Dragon Slayer’s here and not more dragons. <em>Crunch, crunch, crunch.</em> “It’s fun, promise!” the mechanic called back to the pair, only to then yell forward to the park attendant in front of the Ferris Wheel as other customers exited the ride. “Yo! Three please!”  <br><br>“That was the last round about, uh Miss,” the young man squeaked under a face full of adult acne, “The ride is closed early due to the eight o’clock curfew. Please come back tomorrow after eleven to enjoy the amusement park.”<br><br>  “Nuts to that,” Reese rolled her grey eyes and tromped out of the bushes, brushing leaves off of her pink, fringed jacket. In the lights of the Ferris Wheel, she looked like bubblegum. “Here’s forty Ravens. The three,” her blonde head tipped back to her new Dragon Slayers as she gave the alarmed attendant more than what he would make in three hours at minimum wage, “of us for one round about. Just the three of us, just one go, and then we leave without any trouble. Promise. You can even make it a faster round, if it helps.”<br><br>Her grey eyes lit up in the lights as the attendant took her hard earned cash and slowly opened the doors on one of the lower, metal carriages on the Ferris Wheel. Her bribe worked. <em>Fuck yeah it did.</em> At least some things were still normal. “Come on!” Reese yelled to the Dragon Slayers, waving her pink fringe excitedly. She may not have had magic, but some human inventions were pretty damn close.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>23-04-2022, 01:59:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/AUO88Q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> &nbsp;Dekado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147591#msg16147591)<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Light<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As pictured<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Chapter One start date, 1 April 2050 at 7:30 pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven Park and Ferris Wheel<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reese, Olena<br><strong>Content:</strong> Finding his bearings<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 816 words<br><hr><br>As he was approaching the blonde woman, he felt another dragon slayer. This was definitely Olena’s presence. If he was the type of person to smile, he would have. The weight on him felt lighter now that she was here. Her movements indicated purpose—she had spotted him first. He turned to the direction of her approach and nodded to her. <br><br>He turned back to the blonde woman. “Fuck…” Well he had to say that the humans of this world had many and varied reactions. He would probably be saying the same thing if Reece suddenly showed up in his city wondering if there was something new he had to be worried about. “Sorry dude. Look, I wasn’t swearing at y’all, —”<br><br>He blinked at that. What exactly was a ‘<em>dood</em>’? Perhaps it was some generic term for a stranger? It was something else he had to look up, like kiosk and cellphone. “Dekado!” he saw her waiving and waved in return. “I see you, Olena.” Perhaps she knew what a dood was. The squirrels watching them looked like they were shrugging their shoulders. They would be of no help.<br><br>There was clearly some level of distress he was causing the blonde lady. She seemed a little fixated on his armour. He looked down wondering if it was perhaps dirty. Nope. Still as shiny as ever. Maybe she didn’t appreciate his sense of fashion? “It is good to see you Olena.” he greeted her. He was about to suggest that they leave the blonde woman alone. He hated those men that knew they were distressing women and stuck around anyways. <br><br>"I’m going on the Ferris Wheel. In fact, we can all go on the Ferris Wheel." she gestured with her chin to the glowing metallic ring that was taller than the castle. Was this some sort of test they all had to endure in order to bond? “You ride in the metal boxes, until you go all around the wheel. It’s fun. Let’s have fun. Even Dragon Slayers like to have fun, right?” So she knew about Dragon Slayers? Hmm...A Ferrous Wheel...interesting. Perhaps they had a wooden or a stained glass wheel? That would look pretty in the sunrise.<br><br><em>Oh, you stay inside the boxes...interesting.</em> "Fun. Yes. I was thinking that we would be jumping from box to box as it spun around. But sitting in the metal boxes could be fun too. It would give us a chance to speak in any case." He was still thinking he wanted to try it again, his way. It would get the heart going as he slid down the metallic structure and landing on the boxes. On the way would be challenging, but he felt that he would rise to that when the challenge presented itself.<br><br>“I’m Reese Wilder and… well, I guess we’ll talk more about roommate etiquette once we're on the Ferris Wheel.” He inclined his head to Reese. “It is a pleasure to meet you Reese Wilder.” Did she just say ‘roommate’? My the women were forward on this plane of existence. Dekado wasn’t vain. He had not pursued relationships since he was always on the front line for the vast majority of his life. He deduced that she meant this in the spirit of friendship and hospitality. That was kind of her.<br><br>And then she turned and left. Well, she did say they were going to ride this ‘Ferrous wheel’. Well he could certainly appreciate her dedication. She said something and then she did it. “It’s fun, promise. Yo! Three please!” Dekado nodded to Reese. “I believe you.” he said. He had met people on suicide missions. She did not exhibit these symptoms. She easily overcame the attendants objections. Although he did receive a bit of information he didn’t know about before. There was a curfew that they were uncomfortably close to breaking. Reese didn’t seem worried and it would be easy enough to evade anyone should a conflict become immanent.<br><br>“Come on!” she waved and the trim running along her arms billowed out like a bird about to take flight. “Shall we?” he gestured to Olena to enter first. He was always mindful of his manners when not battling dragons, besides they could decide upon the seating arrangements this way. Once they were all inside the metallic container and settled he had to ask. “You mentioned roommate etiquette. Are we to be living together?” he enquired. <br><br>“How about I go first since I only have a few rules?” he suggested. “If you’re going to take the last of something, at least offer to share.” He had lived together in bunks with other soldiers. That was a military setting though so translating that to civilian life was different. “If I do or say something that bothers you, I’m not doing it on purpose. Just mention it so we can discuss it….and…oh, I sleep naked. If you’re cold and need to cuddle, just wake me up first before slipping into bed.” That was pretty much it, he was fairly easy going.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Sakura</strong> on <strong>26-04-2022, 02:10:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/62/89/77/628977b3326b7702c5ac65f17feced53.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Olena Stormseed<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Water<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Picture<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> April 1, 2050 | 7:30pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Getting on the Ferris Wheel<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reese, Dekado<br><strong>Content:</strong> Trying to keep her composure and figure things out. <br><strong>Word Count</strong> 479<br><hr><br>Olena tried not to look distressed, in fact, if she did, she held it very well. As she approached the pair; especially Dekado she was taken back by how calm he was. It is good to see you Olena. As if they weren’t just sucked into a rift and pulled into a very strange new world. One with a lot of lights and things she couldn’t quite understand.<br><br>Her thoughts were pulled from her as the young woman spoke about a Ferris Wheel and then offered for the both of them to join her. This was all new to her and she could feel the oncoming of a headache approaching as everything started to become so overwhelming. She was curious if the woman in front of them could feel it too, her eyes looked up at the spinning wheel, and were offering them a means of settling their minds. This. Reese. Was it? Didn’t seem phased by their presence at all and it left her feeling rather curious. She was much more inviting, to say the least. She was also speaking to them in terms that allowed her to better understand the world around them. <br><br><em>Even Dragon Slayers like to have fun right?</em><br><br>“How did-” She was cut off by Dekado’s acceptance of going onto the metal box. “Very well.” She was hesitant for a moment but the woman did seem to know about them so she felt perhaps it was safe to trust her. For now. She gave the hilt of her right sword a gentle squeeze before nodding and following the woman towards the Ferris wheel. “I am Olena Stormseed.” She graciously bowed her head. <br><br>Just as they moved inside, she felt her head was a little too wide to fit in naturally, so she lifted her hand up to remove it from her head. Such caused a mass of long sable tresses to tumble down her back and stop at the middle of it. She sat towards the farthest part, her posture was as straight as aboard. Her hand was gently placed over her lap and her hands rested gently upon it. She had also removed her belt and placed her swords against the window for more comfort. <br><br>She had mentioned roommate etiquette. What did that mean exactly? Dekado seemed to voice her concerns but not in the way she might have but still…However, his added rules made her roll her eyes. <em>Not every woman wants to sleep in your bed. </em><br><br>“How do you know about us? What we are?” Was the most important question she wanted to ask. The rest would come after. If the woman was offering a safe place to stay while they figured things out. It would be a debt Olena would work her hardest to repay for such hospitality. The woman didn’t have to do anything and yet she was helping them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>28-04-2022, 19:35:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5e/1c/0a/5e1c0a6e21e1d41260133d58f7a93652.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Reese Wilder (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147118#msg16147118)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pink fringe jacket, jean shorts, sneakers. [Pictured (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e5/18/ba/e518baef015f8288b4c472d5b8d7a1a6.jpg)]<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1 April 2050 | 7:45 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ferris Wheel, Raven Park<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dekado, Olena<br><strong>Content:</strong> Reese likes girls, and heights, and finger guns (awkward)<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 666 | Total: 4915</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Reese liked being high.<br><br>High up in the <em>air</em>, rather, where gravity couldn’t yank her back down. And since she couldn’t do that in a plane anymore… “Mm, yeah sure, Dekado, you can sleep however you like…” the mechanic murmured, but she was only half listening to their conversation. As the Ferris Wheel began to lurch forward, and upward around its spokes, Reese squished her small, curvy frame <em>against</em> the wide, front window, watching the bushes, and trees, and cops — <em>ugh</em>! — become smaller, and smaller, and smaller and away from all of the sudden, overwhelming weirdness in her city. Lift off, lift off, lift off!<br><br>“Huh?” Olena’s voice was like a sharp hum. Direct, but acutely feminine all the same. “Oh. <em>Right</em>. My bad.” Her grey eyes turned away from the rising views to look at the pair of Dragon Slayers. Olena looked so poised the mechanic wondered if she was about to perform something. Or stab her with her two swords. She had two of them. A duel wielder. Dekado, on the other hand, seemed down for… <em>anything</em>? Anything and everything maybe, eager to please. And he actually talked <em>a lot,</em> with this like warmth and optimism that reminded her of… a golden retriever. Maybe he could go to perfect pretty little Riley’s upcoming wedding. He’d probably like it more than Reese was gonna. She sighed, and smiled at them apologetically. <br><br>Sometimes Reese was solving so many problems in her <em>head</em>, she jumped right the to the solution without verbalizing how she got there. “I met one of your magical buddies earlier this morning.” As if that, on its own, explained why her mind was so scattered, so frazzled, and why she needed to come to the god damn park in the first place for some god damn normalcy. “Destrian.” A further explanation. Her hands fidgeted against one another as she remembered Destrian, who perhaps wasn’t the friendliest Dragon Slayer to meet first, and his fucking intense flame, and the award as fuck kidnapping Escalade escapade with the motherfucking nasty red dragon. “He said…” her pierced nose scrunched up as she realized, yet again, she hadn’t been listening to Destrian that well either. “Well, actually I’m pretty sure he tried to tease me pretty hard but I have five siblings so, like, whatever,” the mechanic shrugged and rolled her eyes, “<em>but</em>, BUT! He said it was my place or outside and you dudes can definitely not stay outside in the park, uh, <em>again</em>, question mark, with those fucking cops around. Total fucking bummer. I hate gangs. Like, they can knife each other or whatever but giving the rest of us a curfew is just fucking <em>balls</em>.” Reese’s eyes drifted back out the front window of the Ferris Wheel. They were almost at the top. The best part. It was almost like flying again. It was <em>almost</em> like flying.  <br><br>Oh <em>shit</em>. Focus Reese. “Oh, yeah, and Destrian said he was looking for you dudes.” She unclasped her hands and did two, playful finger guns at both of them. “The rest of his Dragon Slaying team or whatever. Since I found ya first, and staying he’s at my place, it’s a two birds one stone kind of’a situation. If you wanna, I mean. I told Destrian that too. There’s probably…” Reese watched outside again as nearly all of the park patrons started to head towards the gates, to leave, to abide by the super dumb fucking curfew, to move away from the Ferris Wheel that they were currently locked inside of. “… a better person or place you could be with, or stay with, but if you wanna stay with me that’s fine. I can share, Dekado, and even naked cuddle, but as of late I only have sex with girls.” Her grey eyes drifted from him, to his sword, to his Olena’s long, dark hair, unleashed from her hat in the confines of their seat on the rising Ferris Wheel, noticing how shiny and pretty it was.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>28-04-2022, 21:11:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/AUO88Q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> &nbsp;Dekado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147591#msg16147591)<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Light<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As pictured<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Chapter One start date, 1 April 2050 at 7:30 pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven Park and Ferris Wheel<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reese, Olena<br><strong>Content:</strong> Finding his bearings<br><strong>Word Count:</strong> 725 words<br><hr><br>Dekado like to work with a plan. He was not one of those generals that needed every single contingency looked after or account for every variable. One could not do that, there was always that fog of war and that unpredictability of life you could neve see coming. He liked more of a broad strokes plan that he formed along the way. It allowed him to adjust easily for new variables. <br><br>The goal was to get back home. It was feeling more and more that this wasn’t going to be a short-term endeavour. Once everyone was found they could all discuss it, but the impression he was getting was they may be here for weeks or even months at least. He had no doubt that they could more or less fit in with this society, maybe some of them at the fringes of it—they were dragon slayers. They were used to overcoming preposterous odds. <br><br>Olena seemed a little hesitant at first, but she made her introduction. Always a good start in Dekado’s mind. “Mm, yeah sure, Dekado, you can sleep however you like…” Ok, that tended to be where some people drew objections. In a small or even medium sized place roommates were going to catch each other in various states of undress. After 1700 years of fighting and nearly dying, he had given up many of his initial hang-ups for the comforts that he could have.&nbsp; <br><br>Reese seemed to be distracted or maybe scattered would be a better word. The way she answered questions had some odd pauses in it, like she was considering a few hundred things and then getting back to what was asked as if no time had passed. Maybe it was one of her quicks. It would just take a little getting used to as his mind now pictured her waking up turning to him and saying ‘tuna’ to a question he had asked her the day before.<br><br>He could tell as he was taking her in and trying to understand whom he was dealing with, Reece was doing the same. It made sense if she had offered her place to live. She went on to sort of answer Olena's question and explained that she had met Destrian this morning. Then came the difficult part which he was still trying to parse. “but, BUT! He said it was my place or outside and you dudes can definitely not stay outside in the park, uh, again, question mark, with those fucking cops around. Total fucking bummer. I hate gangs. Like, they can knife each other or whatever but giving the rest of us a curfew is just fucking balls.”<br><br>He had understood all of her words individually, it was more by feel and her tone that he understood she did not like the authorities. It seems he was lucky to avoid their patrols in the parks last night. Adding to kiosk and cell phone was a ‘bummer’ and wondering if a ‘fucking bummer’ was just emphasis or did that go off on its own darker variant when the police apprehended you? ‘fucking balls’ got added to his mental list of phrases do decipher. So far, he gleaned that they were not appreciated by Reece.<br><br>“I think I met a few members of one of those gangs. Three headed canine with a voluptuous demonic woman. The audacity of those fucking idiots. We didn’t get along. I should have taken one of their iron steeds after I dealt with them.” The wheel moved, it was an interesting sensation. A much tamer version of when he ran up a dragon’s back and it lifted into the air, trying to dislodge him. Something that could be enjoyed by all without fear of the death of crashing into the ground at high speeds. <br><br>Darien was looking for the others. “Good. I guess we will meet him at your place then.” He listened as she said that there was probably a better place or person that they could stay with, and he found himself shaking his head. “You offered your place freely and with warmth upon moments of meeting us. That is not a quality all possess and I am a believer in providence. I accept your invitation Reece.” he says. He nodded about her comment towards sex. “I only meant warmth and the reality of what you would find seeking it. The barracks were always cold in the winters. As for sex…it’s been a very long time for me.” Twelve hundred years was a long time in most people’s books. “It is never an expectation for me. You are always safe around me.” he assures her.<br><br>“This is nice. Thank you for sharing this.” he says about the ride. “The view from the top gives a beautiful perspective for a painting.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DS: Chapter One - Mission Two (Dekado, Olena and Reese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Sakura</strong> on <strong>10-05-2022, 02:19:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/62/89/77/628977b3326b7702c5ac65f17feced53.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Olena Stormseed<br><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Water<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Picture<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> April 1, 2050 | 7:30pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Raven Park approaching Ferris wheel<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reese, Dekado<br><strong>Content:</strong> Trying to keep her composure and figure things out. <br><strong>Word Count</strong> 527<br><hr><br>Olena gave a soft nod of her head as Reese explained how she knew about them. <em>Destrain huh?</em> It was hard to refute that claim when she knew him by name. There didn’t seem to be any evil intentions in the woman whose behaviors were very peculiar to her and the chatter about her siblings brought back memories of a time when she had her sister. She did her best not to let a sad expression appear on her face but luckily the sun was starting to set so maybe it would be hard to notice. So she thought. “Are these cops you speak of. Do they keep the peace around here?” She did kind of understand what a gang was. They had them back home but they were called bandits. She wondered if they were the same thing. <br><br>“That is very very kind of you. You’ll have to let me know what I can do to earn my keep while we figure out how to return home.” She spoke softly before a soft chuckle escaped her lips at her response to Dekado. This woman was indeed interesting. She liked her so far. <br><br>Turning her gaze out the window she watched as the wheel began to take them higher and higher until she could see the layout of the city. It was very vast with the many lights coming on. There weren’t any candles being lit and the noises became almost a little too much for her ears. There was an awkward silence with Olena. She wasn’t much of a talker and found herself mostly keeping to herself in quiet to meditate or work on her training. This world seemly began to suck all the energy out of her. She looked almost drained.<br>&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/09/2d/ed/092ded55198f32b6864fa837bf48ece3.jpg)</div>She hadn’t fully heard the words that were coming out of Dekado’s mouth when a series of dead curdling screams came from deep within the park. A four-legged animal that was bigger than a mastiff creeped out from the dimming lights of the park. Its scales contracted out words, as if in prime position to attack the retreating bystander. They had just made it to the top of the turn when another one charged at the man operating Wheel, this caused the man to immediately take off. Leaving the three of them stranded on the Ferris wheel in a slow endless loop if someone didn’t do something.&nbsp; <br><br>“Of course…!” Olena said clearly not surprised by the turn of events as she grabbed her swords and pressed towards the entrance of the carriage looking out at the helpless strangers and the cops trying to shoot at them. “We can wait till it gets lower and jump out. Then you and I can each take one. Hopefully, it’s only the two.” She looked immediately toward Dekado. Reese. I think it might be safer for you to stay in the wheel until this is over. Then we’ll figure out how to let you down?” Looking to her companions for the okay on the plan before she made her move. 
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