wayofvoice: (Yor Toor Shul + Good men must die)
Paarthurnax ([personal profile] wayofvoice) wrote in [community profile] thebastion2014-08-20 02:59 am
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Day 218

Who: Paarthurnax and Tobias
Open: Closed
When: 218 (backdated)
Where: Out on the Skyway
What: To be a dragon is a difficult thing.
Format: log, action, etc.
Warnings: Probably a high probability of violence


It's taken some time for Paarthurnax to scout the perfect place for what they seek to accomplish. In his world, it was a rare sort that could take on his kinds form. There were Daedra, often mocking of his father and mimicking him with such in mind. There were those who had such blood flowing through their veins and which could call upon it in great stress, such as one particular king in Tamriel's lands.

This was a different case, and Paarthurnax could not deny it intrigued him. However, he knew that there was always a chance that things could go... wrong.

The instincts of dragons were powerful things.

Still, after some searching, he found a portion of the skyway that was decently large enough and a good distance from the Bastion as well. It's there he lands one day, settling on the earth and looking for his much smaller and feathered companion.
notachickenhawk: ([birdboy])

[personal profile] notachickenhawk 2014-08-22 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Dinosaurs used to roam my world, and I think that's where people got legends of dragons from. They looked kind of similar, though most of them didn't have wings. They were... massive. I think the biggest ever discovered was almost two hundred feet long, but that's just an estimate. Some of the bigger species were definitely over a hundred feet, though."

He shuts up for a moment, before laughing a bit - a rumbling sort of noise. "Sorry. I used to be really into dinosaurs when I was little. I read every book I could find in the library on them."
notachickenhawk: (bird: free)

[personal profile] notachickenhawk 2014-08-23 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"There were some, yes. Smaller, so they could fly more easily. And actually, it's thought that over time, many dinosaurs changed and got much smaller, becoming modern birds. So things like chickens are the distant descendants of dinosaurs."

He pulls up suddenly and does a loop in the air, letting out another laugh. This - this is what he dreamed of when he was little. Dragons flying through the air, large and regal beasts that could take on whatever they needed to. Wise creatures, and powerful. He rejoins Paarthurnax, but if he were on the ground he'd be wagging his tail.
notachickenhawk: (bird: hawk)

[personal profile] notachickenhawk 2014-08-23 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I am. The flight just isn't the same as being a hawk. I'm comfortable as a hawk, but this... this is something totally different. I like it a lot."

He opens his mouth in a sort of grin, looking up at the old dragon.
notachickenhawk: (bird: hawk)

[personal profile] notachickenhawk 2014-08-23 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
"All right. Whenever you're ready." He spirals into the air, turning around and around until he gets dizzy, and lets out a roar. It's fierce and sends the squirts below them fleeing, but there's laughter in it, too.
notachickenhawk: (morph)

[personal profile] notachickenhawk 2014-08-23 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Tobias thinks over the words for a moment, and feels his body tense as he pushes all he can into it. The dragon brain knows what to do, and he lets go of part of the instincts.

"Zul Mey Gut!" His shout echoes a bit... but nothing further happens.
Edited 2014-08-23 19:20 (UTC)
notachickenhawk: (morph)

[personal profile] notachickenhawk 2014-08-24 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"... Yeah, all I get is the body and instincts, nothing else. It's okay, though. This is more than enough."