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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:15 pm
**don't let her hear ye say that... she's a mad scientist, what do ye expect anyway... sugar and spice and everything nice?**
Luna rubs her nose and whimpers under her breath. They try another room. This time it looks like a store room, piled high with an odd assortment of gear... a bust of the queen pot marked with bullet holes, old used potion bottles, and a few odd and end knickknacks....
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:18 pm
*Realizing there's no harm in Austin's storeroom, Kero lets them romp around in there all they want...until they almost drink from a potion...and he has the clutter come alive...and chase them out...he leaves the door of his room open, as he long ago hung a sign warning people not to enter...and he has already told Luna his room is off limits...he is curious to see where she'll go next*
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:40 pm
She leads her little friend down towards Kerobian's room, she shows the fairy where her damma lives and sniffs at the door, accidently bumps it with her nose and it eases open. She jumps back guiltily and runs for her room, with the fairy hot on her heels. The two of them burrow into her bed, after another harrowing trip by fairy. It is quite a sight really, two tiny backsides sticking in the air while they hide their heads under the pillow.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:48 pm
*Kero rolls his eyes, leaving his broth on a simmer before pulling it off the heat...he goes into Luna's room, seeing both of them, and silently takes a picture...then moves over to Luna, tapping her on the rump*
What's up, kiddo?
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:52 pm
"Eeep!"
Her cry of alarm is piercing to the ears, but it is funny to watch her try to burrow even further under the pillow. Trouble is, she has so much stuff under there, there no more room. Finally she gives up and peeks out at you, ready for just about anything.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:52 pm
*Kero cocks an eyebrow at her*
Something wrong, Luna? Anything you want to tell me? Yer acting weird, kiddo...
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:15 pm
She cautiously shakes her head. After all, she really didn't go into the room and wasn't meaning to. Can she help it that the door had a mind of it's own?
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:19 pm
*Kero pats her on the head and goes back to his galley, reminding her as he steps out in a swirl of his cloak to stay off the deck*
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:29 pm
But Luna has no intention of going anywhere just now. Her wing is hurting a bit more than she'd like, and she is getting sleepy, so she crawls up on her pillow and tries to take a nap, only the wing.. like a toothache, hurts more when she shuts her eyes than it does when she has them open. So she sits in her bed and cries quietly to herself.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:30 pm
*Kero is there in an instant, cradling her in his arms*
What's wrong, Luna...is there anything I can do to help?
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:45 pm
"Owie..." she moans snuggling into his embrace. She favors her wing as she tries to get comfortable. And when Kero goes to check it out, it feels overly hot to the touch.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:49 pm
*Kero's eyes flare a fiery red as he coaxes a thread of firemagic out of his core, sending it into the dragon's wing...it burns...a lot..but he feels for the infection inside...*
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:00 pm
The dragonling's moans grow louder as he works, but she tries very hard not to move, instinctively trusting her Damma.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:05 pm
*Finally, Kero locates the infection, searing it out with tight control...Luna feels the heat in her wing flare...and then fade...Kero reanimates with a shudder*
That help, Luna? Wing feel a little better?
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:16 pm
She flexes it slightly then shakes her head, but the heat in the wing is already beginning to ease. She yawns widely and snuggles close, looking for comfort, but Kero has a pot on the stove, simmering.
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