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[h1][color=0080ff]Niah Bautista[/color][/h1]
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[color=0080ff]Location:[/color] Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
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Niah took Mads offered a hand to get out of the makeshift flight-craft. With both her feet on solid ground again Niah felt better. She did a couple of toe touches and reached up stretching for the sky. [color=0080ff]"Next time is should be lawn chairs or something."[/color] She joked. Her stomach grumbled. Nancy's offer of the abandoned food was fine with Niah. She grabbed a forgotten basket of fries. She didn't dare try for the chicken, not certain how long it had been sitting unattended. 

[color=0080ff]"I wonder what the mortals are seeing the dragon as? The mist has got to be working overtime to keep them in the dark about it, but they still fled for safety."[/color] Her little bit of experimenting with the mist had taught her the basics, but she didn't know if there was a way to see what the mortals were seeing. Whatever it was it must have been terrifying. She considered the possibilities and all she could think of was some giant bird. Humans didn't have a lot of natural predators, not to mention flying ones. Maybe everyone thought pterodactyls had come back from extinction. 

Niah munched on her food and assessed what they would need to do. She'd probably have to put on the armor, or use it in another creative way to get them up into the air. She might stand an actual chance against a dragon as a small flying thing. Like an obnoxious fly. If Mads and Nancy created a distraction maybe she could just get the gem and they could get out of there without any fighting.