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[h3]"FALLING FROM THE SKY CAST OUT FROM THE HEAVENS LIIIIIGHT!"[/H3]
[color=a0410d]"Falling from the sky nah cast out from the heaven's light!"[/color]

The song blared out the truck windows as he rolled down the dirt road to the other side of the farm, tapping the steering wheel to the drums of the song, dirt kicked up by the tires left a trail of floating particles in the air. His father needed him to fix up the south side fencing. Broken by the storm two days ago, it had lead to a few problems, one of which the horses kept getting out of the contained area. He looked into his rearview mirror. The trailer attached to the truck still had about 9 or so logs on it that were needed to replace the final parts of the fence. Nearly 35 logs were originally on the trailer and it had taken him about two and a half days to put those up and away. Those days he started at 5am and ending those days around 8pm. His friends always wondered how he managed to do all of that and still have time for school and friends but he would simply shrug and smile. 

[h3]"TAKE HIM TO ASTAROTH INANNA'S TEMPLE OF URUK!"[/H3]
[color=a0410d]"Take him to Astaroth Inanna's temple of Uruuuuuuk!"[/color]

The road was a bit bumpy but that was only because the he hadn't fully filled in the holes in the road. Craters where trees once stood now needed to be filled in but that would be next on the list to do. It didn't take too long to get to where he needed to be. When the truck slowed down his karaoke moment had ceased and he simply frowned at the mess. [color=a0410d][i]'Damn storm took down-'[/i][/color] He sighed in defeat. Complaining about the mess would do nothing in solving the problem. Best to just get started. Opening the door he hopped out, only leaning back into the cab to hit the [I]next[/I] on the CD player. The song cut out. The next started up with a well known set of chords which was soon followed by a rough and smooth voice.

[h3]"A compannyyyyyy, al-ways on..the ruuuunn-"[/h3]

He began to hum to himself as he started working, one log at a time. The logs were heavy and the work was hard but it was worth the satisfied look he gave to a job well done. It took him into most of the day to finish and it wasn't until 5:07pm did he finish and it was completed with a victory lean on the new fence and a bottle of water as his reward. He turned to face the rolling hills, unknown to him that something behind him had opened a rift of sorts. With a final sigh he spun around and made his wa-

He tripped over something large, hard and curved. A tree root? No, the trees on this road were taken out down to the root. Then what was that? He had managed to catch himself, his hands hitting the gravel first. Gravel? The road was dirt though. He was confused and tired so maybe he had fallen asleep and was imagining this. Anyway he stood up and brushed himself off before he started to walk again but stopped short when his head ran into something hard and bumpy. He looked up and caught sight of a giant gold and red slit eye that blinked at him. 

[I]"Welcome Samuel. I am Sul-"[/I] pain was met with a fierce roar as the slit-eyed creature's welcome was cut short by a fist aimed for its ocular organ. After Sam cocked back and released his fist he took off running...Roughly 15 feet before a massive set of claws came down in front of him blocking his path. As Sam continued to freak out the dragon roared again but this time it when it roared it stopped Sam's spas attack right then and there.

[i]"YOU DAMNED HUMAN! IS THAT HOW YOU GREET OTHERS IN YOUR WORLD!? STUPID MORTAL! IF IT WASN'T FOR NIDHOGG'S SUPERVISION OVER US I WOULD HAVE EATEN YOU ALIVE JUST NOW!"[/i]

[i][color=a0410d]'And it can talk!?'[/color][/i]

[color=a0410d]"Nope, no this is definitely a nightmare."[/color] A plume of smoke engulfed Sam.

[i]"A nightmare? You should have known what was going to come when you accepted the invitation."[/i] He looked confused.

[color=a0410d]"Invi- What invitation?"[/color] A long snort was let out, possibly a form of a draconic sigh.

[i]"The invitation to attend Doctor Nathaniel Nidhogg's Academy of Dragonology? It came in a tannish brown looking envelope with a special and clearly marked seal on it? Did you not read it?"[/i] Now he remembers...

[color=a0410d]"Yeah I read like the first line before assuming it was just some college trying a fancy new way to recruit new students. That or a clever way to sell a timeshare." [/color] A simple shrug followed. It's head reeled back in disbelief.

[i]"What is a time- Never mind. I came here to wel- Forget it...I not taking the chance of getting hit in the eye again. Just follow me. Welcome to the Academy."[/i] The dragon rolled its eyes and turned away before leading Sam down the path, but not before getting Sam with the end of his tail. 

[color=a0410d]"Ow!"[/color] He squinted hard in his one eye as he held it. A low rumble from up front came about before it spoke again.

[i]"Getting hit in the eye doesn't feel good does it. Consider that my greeting to you, human."[/i]
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[@Sailorsadie][@Aspen Wren]
It didn't take long for Samuel to find his way to the incubation room. He was definitely nervous and unprepared for what was to come. He never would have thought that a place like this even existed let alone dragons, [I]real[/I] dragons. Sentient ones as well. Sentient ones that think they're smartasses by sending new recruits into the woman's locker room. He was going to get back at- Sulker? Sulleyker? Whatever. He would get even with that so-called greeter in due time. He looked ahead and saw some people ahead. He decided to wave to them as he approached, hopefully they could help clarify some information for him. 

There was a gentleman standing in the hall who was slightly taller than him and held a similar posture to him as well. Maybe they were from the same state? Laid back, calm and down-to-earth. He held a full beard as well and sported a few tattoos from what he could see. Then there was a bit of blonde hair in the doorway with another gentleman wearing jeans and a t-shirt. As he approached he held out his hand and offered a proper greeting to the three of them.

[color=a0410d]"Hey'all! Do any of you understand what exactly is going on here? I'm on my farm one minute and the next I have a 50ft scaly asshole leading me to this school? I think that's what he said it was. Any y'all know what's going on here? Oh yeah my apologies, name's Sam. Sam Winchester."[/color]