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“ you know what would be fun , nis ? “ there’s barely a moment’s pause before he continues , partly due to fearing she’d stop him before he can finish the sentence.

“ rolling down a hill in your wheelchair while i’m on a skateboard. “

--- ‘ Good. ‘ she almost sounded relieved with the simple uttering of the single word, lips pursing before her nose wrinkled at the compliment. ‘ Hard work? It’s sooo hard coming to pick up weapon shipments and ferry them back to base. ‘ she sighed, a sharp breath huffed out before her serious expression melted away somewhat for half a smile. 

--- The offer for a drink gave her brief pause. It likely wasn’t a good idea, considering her current orders...but following orders had always been such a drag. It wasn’t like her employer cared much for her, anyways. ‘ I think that’s the first good idea I’ve ever heard from your pretty mouth. ‘ a teasing smirk, tucking a knife back into the holster at her thigh. 

———— It started with howls in the distance which were dismissed as wildlife doing their natural calls during the night. Then, they neared...closer and closer. 

      BANG! BANG!

  Rang the gunshots. And screams silenced them suddenly. Every single hunter was in a panic. Some managed to escape in vans while others were torn to shreds. Women and men alike, regardless of status or age, mutilated and murdered by the intruders. The smarter ones did not fight back and died a quick death while those that struggled to live died the worse.

   It was nothing more than a mindless massacre. They were savages. Thirsty for battle.

          he practically  tunnel-visioned  onto the deer in his arms, claws, sharp as daggers, as well as his very  maw  carefully skinning the animal clean ‘fore leaving the rest of the carcass to the druid.  normally, if it were  just him,  he would’ve just  eaten it raw,  but the wyvern had enough understanding that  humans  cannot tolerate uncooked meat.  pathetic.

          once elias had what he needed, he scuttered away a couple paces, both because he needed the  extra space  to shift, while also preferring to stay further away from the  bonfire  his companion had set up earlier.

          and there he lay, the massive  bone construct,  his right wing spread wide, while the other, and his fangs, and tail, assisted in  repairing  the most damaged tissue of his wing membrane, easily remiscent of a  bird grooming itself.  it was perhaps one his more intriguing habits, having to rely on  outer sources  to be able to fly ---  something that seemed  so natural  to his kin.

     ❝ depends, ❞     he said with a gruff tone,     ❝ usually a couple weeks, sometimes a month or two if i don’t strain it.  always better if i got  more  to work with, though, ❞     he was, after all, simply  patching up  the already-used skin from before.  one deer wouldn’t be enough to last him long, and he’d  soon enough  need a new one for further repairs.  elias has never had nice, pretty-looking  clean wings.  his were always worn, tattered,  full of holes,  but  just enough  to keep him soaring.

What a wonderful morning to be up, the sun was shining and the birds chirping.

Then there was the sight of Nugget, who was quite the mess compared with the conditions outside the dorms. With her recent voluntary dorm changes came the wrath of her uncle and more assignments to ‘aid in her development of becoming a CEO for the family company.’ This was fine with her though, and quite expected as he had already done the same thing when she first transferred to this college. This was just another break from the plans he had for her and she was ready to deal with what ever else he would throw at her, as it was worth it.

Unfortunately this came at the cost of her sleeping time. With college work added on top of the consequences of her actions, this amounted to a lot of time needed to work and with her class schedule being non flexible, she would just have to sacrifice sleep. 

All that has led to the sight Ayden would see before him. A tired and groggy Nugget running on two hours of sleep trying to make herself a cup of coffee before she goes on with her day. Everything seemed fine about the coffee until- Wait, is that salt being poured into the mug? She would just continue pouring the weird addition to the cup until she lazily turned to face Ayden when he approach her.

                       “  Let's disappear into the back to go