Dragon Kin (Dragon/Human Hybrid + Human RP)

[XanthussMarduk]

~Jasmine Harbour~
"No thank you, the only Halfings welcome in hospitals are rich ones, and besides owning a castle i have nothing in the way of money." Jasmine said, "I'll catch a cab, can you just find my purse? Its somewhere in the car." Jasmine asked, she hated to ask people to do stuff for her but she had no option today it seemed. "If you would like i can show you round the castle? Its the least i could do for you."

[c00kieguirl]

Robin walked away. She sighed. It was really dark out. She smiled. she loved this time of night. her phone beeped "Hey mom"..... "Uhuh." .... "Yeah." ..... "Ima spend the night at the aquarium." ... "Okay, Bye." She hung up sitting down on a bus stop bench on teh same street as the house the boy had disapeared into. Robin sat there head in her hands. She watched as the bus pulled up and left wondering why a girl was jsut sitting at the bus stop. She started to wonder why such and opinion has been created. To a point were just sitting at a bus stop to sit down makes you some sort of unstable person. She sighed lost. Not sure what to think about her claws.

[babyfroggi]

Conor nodded slightly, folding his wings against his back again, making them appear so much smaller than they actually were. "I suppose," he said with a small frown. "Although in a way, it's a curse, whatever happened to me that made me like this. I love flying, but... the way people usually treat people like me when they realize we have wings, or other weird traits..." He rolled up one sleeve a little to reveal one of the scaly patches that were scattered on his arms, before letting it drop back down to his wrist, "...Isn't the greatest. That's why I keep my wings hidden," he finished quietly. "If I appear normal, I get treated more normal. I'm surprised more people... like me, don't try and cover up their differences more, although I've discovered I didn't get many weird traits compared to some people. Maybe I'm just weird..." he murmured thoughtfully, glancing at her, his dark golden eyes calm. Telling someone all this, even a stranger, was nice -it felt like he was getting something off his chest. He really didn't have that many people he could talk to.

[Queen Hydra]

-Chance "Moose"-

Chance nodded and padded to the wreckage. He could hear sirens in the distance and briefly wondered who had called them, but there was any number of people who it could have been. He peered into the car, glanced back at the girl, then looked back at the car. "Yeah, it's not like you almost get hit by a car everyday, I guess. Much less twice in one day." He muttered, leaning into the car, where the girl had kicked the door off. He rummaged around until he found a purse, and pulled it out. The car was awfully smashed, but he got it out with little problem, and brought it back to the girl. "Sure, I guess. Why not?" Second time he'd almost been ran over, second time a halfling girl had asked him to go somewhere unique. Last time an aquarium, this time a castle. He knew he liked halflings for a reason. It would also allow him to make sure that her wing got treated.

-Rebeca-

Beca didn't look at his wings as he folded them behind his back, but could see from the corner of her eye. It was...interesting, how they fit without hardly being seen, considering they were so big. When he puled his sleeve up to reveal patches of scales, she frowned thoughtfully. How odd, to have scales. She wondered what it felt like.
She was managing, barely, to keep the part of her that wanted a scientific explanation for everything out of her mind. It was usually helpful, but at a time like this, it was annoying. She was curious about this boy, this halfling. Now that she'd got to meet one, she wanted to figure out so much more about them. Neither part of her brain would allow her to simply be in awe at these magnificent things about halflings. She'd have to figure out how it worked, how a person could have these traits, one way or another. But she was pushing the urge to do that out of her mind for the moment. She'd have plenty of time to think about it later, when her mom was yelling at her or something.
"Maybe they can't do anything about it, or they're proud." She suggested thoughtfully. "I've seen one with blue skin on TV. How would he cover that up? And I know there are things about each person that they have pride for, that they're not afraid to show." She looked at him with a soft gaze. "Maybe that just isn't what you're proud about?"

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Ducky, we summonest thou!]
[Also, if you guys wouldn't mind, could you read through a few of my stories and tell me what you think? I'm looking for a bit of constructive criticism ^^ Wildmagic_warrior's Story Corner ]

[Queen Hydra]

- If I remember, I'll read it tomarrow. I'm to tired to really read anything long at the moment xD Hm, maybe I should go to sleep.

[MochicaMomo]

-Nile-

Nile looked at the plate that the waiter in front of him had set on the table. It looked good. He plucked the mint leaf off and set it on a napkin, then looked up at Eve. She was staring at her meat, which was bloody and undercooked, but like he'd see a dog that hadn't eaten in three days stare at a treat that was being held teasingly in front of it. He frowned, and was about to say something, but suddenly she started to snarl. Her features changed and he didn't have much time to react before she took off into the air with her bleeding meal, and crashed through the glass roof. Nile covered himself with his wings, which were of little use for flight, and waited until the storm of glass shards finished raining down. He looked up then to see Eve tearing into the meat. He'd never seen a halfling react so strongly to blood. He let his wings droop as they usually did when the danger was over, only minor cuts on them. Unable to do anything, Nile waited for the girl to come down. She seemed to slowly go back to normal, then float back down. Her servant people were running around to clean up and seemed worried about their mistress.
When Eve landed and apologized, he stared at her for a moment, at those scarlet eyes, before saying anything. He had to find the words, first off. New experiences for him such as this didn't come around very often anymore. "No halflings are the same." He said calmly. "Whatever made us, you inherited the carnivorous trait. It is nothing to be ashamed of." He said it as if he meant it, for he did. She seemed quite scared and desperate. "Maybe you should get cleaned up before we do any more talking, though." He suggested, his tone gentile. He didn't want to upset her more than she was.

-Isabelle-

Isabelle didn't get to reply to Jackson before he was kicked and the thugs attacked him. She watched in surprise for a few seconds as he turned and tried to attack them back, but he was quickly taken advantage of. Her narrowed eyes landed on the boy who had spoken to her, and a dark smile lit her lips. "I'd much rather watch you die." She said coolly, her voice dangerous. She did not like these people for several reasons already, and them making fun of both her and Jackson for things that they could not have helped- her being what she was, and he being blind- made it final. She'd kick every last one of their butts out of here.
Izzy stepped forward, shifting her stance so that she stood sideways. A smaller target. Her gaze flickered around, catching the movement of every one of the thugs. She tried to count how many there were, but was more interested in making sure none of them snuck up on her. Finally, she looked at the one holding Jackson. "Come on, fight someone your own size." She taunted, spreading her large wings wide.

Jackson was paying no attention to what she was saying he was focusing on pulling on a deep power that lay within him. It was not like he could do magic, he was only human but he ached his back and snapped his head up nocking it into the boy's chin making him reel back this bought Jackson some time to stand and wobbled for a moment as his head swirled and then he just waited, he could tell Isabelle had opened her wings and he worked a image into his mind, the wings where big, that is all he got.

((sorry.... brain dead.... and super tired...))

[Queen Hydra]

- Me too, me too. I wasn't sure if you wanted to control the thug-peeps or not? Or does it matter if I control some of them?

[MochicaMomo]

((sure you can.... yeah I don't mind as long as you don't beat them all up... Jackson needs to put in a fight show he is worth hanging out with and he is you know worth it to stick with.........))

[Queen Hydra]

- Of course :] I don't even know how many there are.
You know, I don't think I've ever played out a fight scene with anything but a wolf or cat..this might be interesting. *Tries to remember karate moves*

-Isabelle-

Isabelle was almost surprised when Jackson managed to escape his captor. For the moment, at least. A few of the thugs didn't seem to notice him, they were focused on her. Some did, but she'd pay attention to the ones in front of her. One of them started advancing, and three more followed suit. One suddenly launched forward, and Iz quickly roundhouse-kicked him square in the head before he even landed a foot on the ground. He fell several feet away, and she was sure he'd have a nice headache for awhile.
Another one tried to come at her from behind, and grabbed one of her wings. She hissed and spun around. He tried to break one of the fragile bones. It hurt. She reeled back her fist and nail'em in the nose, which started bleeding. He teetered backwards, holding his face and cursing at her severely. She raised her wings and pushed off, getting herself a few feet into the air. Another of the thugs tried to leap at her, and she tipped her left wing down sharply. It sent her toward the ground, but the sharp point on the tip her her wing straight at the thug. He saw her coming and barely managed to slice his arm. Annoyed, she teleported before she even hit the ground, appearing again behind the one she'd sliced. He didn't see her, and wouldn't. She kicked him where it hurt hard. If he hadn't moved when she'd divebombed him, he'd probably be dead.
While he was kneeling over in pain, she pushed him with her foot and he toppled over, seeming to be in a lot of pain. That amused her, until she felt a fist(hehe I typed fish xD) connect with her back, right below her wings. She gasped and fell to her knees. A thug had snuck up behind her, and had a knife. He poised it under her chin, and pressed it until it drew blood. "Blood of a halfling, hm? Filthy creature!" He growled, but before he could dig the knife in any deeper, Isabelle had teleported again, a few feet away. She charged at him, head lowered, and rammed right into the guy head-first. They both fell to the ground, and he dropped his knife. She sat up and swung a fist at him, wishing she had claws like other halflings. The dude, in reply, swung his own fist at her. She hadn't expected that, and got hit in the cheek so hard she spun around a little, and then fell on the ground again. She winced at that, but ignored the pain and sat up. When she did, she hissed. It hurt to lift her head. Great. She really wasn't used to fighting multiple people. But she wasn't going to let them win, no of course not. As the guy, knife back in hand, advanced, she swung a wing up at him. The clawed tip dug into his chest and he let out a yell of pain and surprise, dropping the knife once again.
The first thug, who's nose was bloody and crooked, ran at her. She was nearly out of energy, but managed to stay sitting up, and wrapped her wings around her body. They'd hopefully protect her, until she could get the will and strength to strike back.