Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
25.Feb.13, 01:49 AM
The woman was agreeable in the sense that she said little for his ears to work in deciphering, and agreed with everything he'd proposed. Everyone liked positive responses, it made things simple, and implicitly inferred that he was correct. Of course, he couldn't remember what it was he'd said now. He began to lift a hand to his chin to ponder this. Before he could do so, he realized that both hands were occupied against the wall, so it would inefficient to do so. It was then that his own speech had dawned on him. A dragon, possibly the woman's, also came to push, and he felt grateful for the help.
The wall that threatened to cave inwards and explode a pipe of hot water now began to stand straight, and then began to lean outwards. Before he could do much else, there was a great amount of movement, a great noise, and then a great shake. In his tired state, it was all too much and too fast for him to comprehend, though his body did try to compromise by releasing the appropriate amount of adrenaline to his system. The wall had clattered down and was now a heap of rubble outside the building, the pipe still in tact. The force of it all had caused the ground to shake, and the noise of the rumble died down, but didn't seem to end. Instead, the noise continued to reverberate above them.
It was then that a great expanse of ceiling collapsed.
He could hardly think, or even breathe in the air laden with smoke. When he had sense enough to examine his surroundings, he discovered himself in a prison of rock and dust, with bits of light trying to seep through the cracks.
"Are you all right?", he called out, shaken. He tried to feel around more, wondering if the woman was with him, injured, or worse. Only after he'd asked about her condition did he have the thoughtfulness to check his own. Both arms working, check. He groped his body for his stomach and found the usual mass, though quite sweaty. It was too dark to see much, and his hands couldn't seem to get any lower than his hips, so he tried to move his legs, but found that only one worked. The other didn't seem to ... "Ow! Oh! CURSES!", he ground his jaws together to restrain his speech. "I hurt my leg, I can't see... I can't think... miss... miss? Are you alive ? Oh great dragons! ", his voice escalated into a mild panic.
The wall that threatened to cave inwards and explode a pipe of hot water now began to stand straight, and then began to lean outwards. Before he could do much else, there was a great amount of movement, a great noise, and then a great shake. In his tired state, it was all too much and too fast for him to comprehend, though his body did try to compromise by releasing the appropriate amount of adrenaline to his system. The wall had clattered down and was now a heap of rubble outside the building, the pipe still in tact. The force of it all had caused the ground to shake, and the noise of the rumble died down, but didn't seem to end. Instead, the noise continued to reverberate above them.
It was then that a great expanse of ceiling collapsed.
He could hardly think, or even breathe in the air laden with smoke. When he had sense enough to examine his surroundings, he discovered himself in a prison of rock and dust, with bits of light trying to seep through the cracks.
"Are you all right?", he called out, shaken. He tried to feel around more, wondering if the woman was with him, injured, or worse. Only after he'd asked about her condition did he have the thoughtfulness to check his own. Both arms working, check. He groped his body for his stomach and found the usual mass, though quite sweaty. It was too dark to see much, and his hands couldn't seem to get any lower than his hips, so he tried to move his legs, but found that only one worked. The other didn't seem to ... "Ow! Oh! CURSES!", he ground his jaws together to restrain his speech. "I hurt my leg, I can't see... I can't think... miss... miss? Are you alive ? Oh great dragons! ", his voice escalated into a mild panic.
