[color=blueviolet][h2][center]Fiadh[/center][/h2][/color]

Fiadh stared intently at the strange helmeted man. Not moving a muscle, except her head as she tracked his movements as he tended to the kid. She waited patiently, her body not betraying her internal struggle. [color=blueviolet]Want. Want. Take. Plunder. Need. Gold star.[/color] She thought, her mind racing to all the ways she could take what she wanted from the man. Then it raced to another thought, wasn’t she here to be a better…dragon(?). To get a fresh start and channel her obsession for good, somehow? Heroes get paid sometimes, it is plausible she will get rewarded for good deeds so she could be a hero and satisfy her greed!

She will wait for now. Being a good noodle is not always easy. If she wants to be good, she must be willing to do things the harder way. And she can still get the gold star! So it is a win for everyone. [color=blueviolet] Wait. Wait. Patience. Wait. Get instruction. Do thing. Get star. Profit. Get…[/color] her train of thought was interrupted when the kid directed a question at her.

[quote=@Shard][color=4ebcbe]”..why are you a fucking dragon?”[/color][/quote]

Fiadh craned her neck towards the buachaill, tilting her head slightly in curiosity as she took in his appearance for the first time.  He was but a mere lad, barely an adult but she was not certain if he was even 18. He had some stuff about him that marked him different from humans, she wondered if he was cursed like she was, a rare moment where greed departs to make way for a different feeling, concern. He looked messed up, whatever happened, it took a lot out of him. 

For a moment, she debated whether she should give a answer, or even a response. She did not much care for giving things away, but ultimately, she decided since information was immaterial and thus not hoard-able in a physical sense nor can she stare at it like she does with her stuff, it would not bother her.

[Color=blueviolet]”Because I have the mentality and spirit of a dragon, simple as that. I like to have things, to see the shine in trinkets, the touch of gold, the knowledge in tomes, to know that they are mine and mine alone. I…”[/color] Fiadh was saying, trying to support her message with gestures and body movements as best she could given her…different physiology. She noticed the helmeted man was wanting to ask something of her, for the gold star she presumes. [color=blueviolet]”… Well, despite what I do have, I still desire for more. I figure that with enough treasure, I will find satisfaction, hence I desire this…gold star. Maybe it will be enough, maybe I’ll require more.”[/color]

Fiadh turned back to the man, to listen to what he wanted to ask of her.

[quote=@Unkown58] [color=#00FF7F]“Alright you two, I hate to interrupt, but this is important. Miss Dragon, I need to know if there are anymore buddies of that guy-”[/color] points at villain [color=#00FF7F]“around as well as whether there are any serious injuries. If you can bring me that information, this star is all yours.”[/color] [/quote]

Fiadh was confused, how was she supposed to know if the metal man had any friends? Were the coordinating their outfits or something? But she can definitely be on the lookout for injuries, soon the gold star will be all hers! A thought that excites Fiadh. [color=blueviolet]”Keep that Gold Star ready, cause I’ll be right back!”[/color] Fiadh announced before taking off in a sprint. She has not got the hand of this flying thing, but she was pretty good at jumping, as she leaped over a few humans that were still around for some reason and onto the side of the museum. Getting a good grip, after breaking a few windows but she’ll just blame that on the villain(s?), she started her ascent the last few stories to the top of the museum.

Unfortunately, the museum did not have a spire or tower or anything of the sort so she had to pace around the roof to get a view on all sides, and the inside from the few sky viewing windows on the roof. To one side, she saw a few guys in yellow getting fucked up by a sword wielding man in rags and a really really big dog…or maybe it’s a wolf? Wait… on closer look, it seems the sword man is wounded, the helmet man must know of this! On the inside, Fiadh could see another group of similarly costumed figures fighting with a few kids and a woman, no visible injuries nor does she sense any blood …but… the figures are trying to escape with something in a crate! Even with the artifact stored in a container, she could tell whatever it was, it was very valuable. Those fiends, taking treasure for themselves. Only Fiadh should be able to take treasure for herself! Doing another quick loop, there was no one else. At least no one she could see…

Fiadh was pacing back and forth, frustrated. [color=blueviolet]Must get gold star… but also whatever is in that crate with a value of $108,000, it would be a fine addition to my collection….but then again the helmet man should know about the sword man’s injuries.[/color] Fiadh did not know much about severity of wounds but she smelled blood and that is usually a bad thing. She quickly debated for a few moments on what to do before coming up with a solution. [color=blueviolet]I’ll go tell helmet man about those costumed guys and the guy with the injury, then I go acquire treasure[/color]

She quickly leapt off the roof and landed near the man tending to the lad. With expedition she relayed the information, a sense of urgency in her voice. [color=blueviolet]”Man with the helmet, whatever your name is. I see two more groups of villains, one to the north and one inside the museum. There is also a man with a sword fighting the villains in the north with a wound, I do not know how bad but I sensed bleeding.”[/color] She turned to look at the boy for a moment. [color=blueviolet]”I hope you and the buachaill, are doing all right but I think it best we go help the others. [i]Ní neart go cur le chéile.[/i] I don’t normally do this but if its urgent to get to the wounded man you can…  get on me. I can take you there fast.”[/color] Fiadh paused for a moment, searching for the words to say that did not make her sound like she is a horse or something. Last thing she wants is for people to be asking her for rides, but the man might deem it urgent enough for expediency and maybe she can get two gold stars out of it.