"Waha, don't gimme that." Isobel grinned in response.
"I know ya got that other one. Whatsername. Slimeria? Rutul's been itching for a rematch ever since he lost to her last time." Last time it happened, Rutul got undeniably trounced. Poor Wyvern was what one could call 'emasculated' after that. Not that she knew that it was usually how it happened in the realm Rutul was from, but details.
"And I ain't takin' no for an answer! I'll drag your ass all the way to the Arena if I hafta."Ciervia poked his head up from where he was laying on Isobel's shoulders. Yawning, the pygmy took a quick look around before hopping into the table and sitting in front of Albus' plate, eyeing his potatoes.
”Geh!” Albus exclaimed. He was hoping she had forgotten about Silmeria.
”I only summoned her because Rutul scares the everloving crap out of me!” Albus complained, looking down at Ciervia taking a peak at his potatoes. With a slight sigh, he poked into his potatoes with his fork and held it out to Ciervia for the little dragon to take a bite.
Either way, he looked to Isobel again.
”Why do you even want to fight Silmeria? She scares me about as much as Rutul does…” He had to ask again. Silmeria was a bit… Possessive.
Isobel's grin turned into a frown as Albus mentioned fearing both Silmeria and Rutul, but quickly turned back into an eager grin. Ciervia chirruped happily, grabbing the potato with his mouth and wolfing it down before waltzing over to Albus and sitting next to his plate.
"Nonsense!" She laughed.
"You know Rutul's secretly a big baby more than anyone." Still...that left Silmeria. Being afraid of your own summons? That was just kind of silly, wasn't it? You didn't summon something you were afraid of...right? Or well, something about compatibility and whatever she wasn't listening in class.
"'Sides, Silmeria is cool and I ain't gonna stop wanting to fight her until me and Rutul thrash her, heh." The Pygmy was taking quick, wide-eyed glances at Albus, seemingly trying to get more food out of him.
”Silmeria is really cool, but that’s besides the point. No, wait, why do you even want to thrash her?!” Albus seemed more mildly irritated than mad. Despite all his love of potatoes, he never ate all the ones he made for breakfast so he speared a couple of more potatoes for Ciervia. He didn’t mind too much since the pygmy dragon was pretty adorable at times.
”I don’t really like calling her out either since she gets really possessive with me.” "Well y'know, she's a strong dragon and I wanna beat her and stuff." Isobel replied in a very expected manner as her Pygmy drake gratefully accepted more potatoes from Albus. He laid on the table, spreading his body out and chewing lightly on the potato.
"She beat me once already, so I gotta beat her once, heh! That's how this works y'know!" Isobel turned back to her food a moment, taking another bite out of her mutton.
"'Sides, she ain't no more possessive of you than Grarves or Ciervia is of me. Don't be a baby."At her comment there…
”Ahem, Miss Isobel? My slightly older, pretty and dark skinned friend…. How many times have you actually seen Silmeria? Just that one time right? Where she came out of nowhere are surprised Rutul…” Albus was just making sure she wasn’t just ignoring the truth of the matter.
"Yeah yeah, that totally cool thing she did!" Isobel seeming oblivious to the compliments, or simply ignored them.
"Jeez, that was amazing how she just came outta nowhere like that! I need a super speedy fast dragon like that." Isobel, if anything, seeming completely enthralled by the idea of fighting Silmeria, or at least simply seeing her in action again.
"If it didn't make Rutul run like a little baby I would have fought her myself, heh!" She grinned.
"...not that a certain wimpy McWimp face lets me see her."”Isobel… The reason that I don’t wanna summon her is because she’s like… Ultra possessive. I mean, obviously she found me super adorbs and all. I know you did too.” Albus had to add with a little tongue sticking out at her.
”The last time I summoned her she grabbed me and hugged me until I could almost not breath anymore. Luckily, Vesper was there and pried her off but she started to go after Vesper so I sent her back.” She was a bit of a problem child but Albus didn’t want to face the crux of the problem here. Well, as he let Isobel continue he took a drink of his water.
Ciervia rolled over onto his back, lifting the potato up into the air with his feet as his teeth held onto it.
"Wahaha, maybe she's just annoyed you don't summon her more?" Isobel grinned, still completely oblivious.
"When I first summoned Rutul he really didn't listen to me until we talked it out." No, there was actually no talking. She just suplexed the dragon until he submitted. Still, if he was that against it...hm. They were friends so she should help, right? Right. But how...?
"Ah. I got it!" Grinning widely, Isobel leaned over the table slightly, placing her hands on the surface of it and leaning closer to Albus.
"You get Silmeria...and we'll have a four way!"At the very utterance of that phrase whatever water Albus had in his mouth made a forceful evacuation. It hit some guy sitting a bit away from Albus and Isobel and he looked annoyed as he looked over at them with an amount of water all over his right side.
”Teehee… Sorry, it’s what they call ‘Holy Maiden Water’ don’t you know? It’ll give you good luck.” The guy didn’t seem very happy with that but accepted it with a red blush across his face.
Albus turned back to Isobel after that issue was cleared up.
”So, Isobel, what exactly do you mean by “four way?” He wanted clarification. Sure, he knew what the words meant, but he wanted to make sure Isobel knew exactly what the words she said meant.
”Because, like, I really want to make doubly sure.”"Like y'know, a four-way! So you're scared that Silmeria might do somethin' right? So all we gotta do is tire her out first so she can't do anything. Give her a good and thorough bit of exercise." Ciervia had finished eating the potato, and was now sneakily trying to steal more food off Albus' plate while he was distracted.
Albus grabbed a potato or two and put them near Ciervia.
”I-so-bel.” He added, ready to complain a little bit.
”What the heck is your definition of ‘four way’? Because it sounds…. Like you either know exactly what you’re talking about or not at all and I can’t figure it out for the life of me.”Isobel was silent for a few seconds, giving Albus a perplexed look of her own. What other meaning could it have? She took a few seconds to think of something else, and as the seconds passed her face slowly, slowly, began turning a shade of red until she managed to get her thoughts back in order.
"GAH!" She reached over, whacking Albus lightly on the top of the head.
"You dummy! That's not what I meant!" She shouted, loud enough for the rest of the cafeteria could likely hear her.
"I meant like a four-way fight! If she's that much of a problem we just gotta exhaust her! I was thinking a Four-way match with Rutul, Grarves and Ciervia fighting her. There ain't no way she can beat all three of 'em!"What the heck, Isobel?
”That’s hardly even fair!” He added in complaint. He hardly paid attention to when Isobel smacked his head at this point.
”I mean, she just beat Rutul last time so easily because she jumped out to hit him almost as soon as she was summoned.” He sighed, patting Ciervia on the top of the head.
”You know I don’t like that whole fighting business as much as you do, right?” He asked, curious to see how Isobel would reply to that.
"Tch," Ciervia nuzzled Albus' hand while he was petted. Fair? Might not have been entirely fair, he was right. While she wasn't exactly some asshat that would fight dirty, she quite honestly didn't find much problem with tackling a problem with ones allies or friends. If someone hurt a friend of hers, you can be damn sure she'd have Rutul eat them. If a friend of hers needed help, she'd be the first to offer.
"...what the hell, forget it." Isobel replied with a mild, annoyed frown. She glanced towards the floor...somewhat disappointed? She was honestly just trying to help Albus. If he was that scared of her, or at least was uneasy around her the easiest thing to do would just be to tire her out so they could understand each other. That's how it always worked for her, at least. But fine, if he really wasn't up for it then she'd just do her own thing.
"I got some morning training to do so I'll see ya later. Come on, Ci." Isobel got up from her seat, intending on leaving it seemed.
”Sorry little buddy.” Albus said, looking at Ciervia before picking the dragon up and putting him on his head.
”Bwhaha! You can’t leave without your little buddy!” He tried projecting his voice upwards for Ciervia to hear.
”Pretend like you’re in distress a little bit.” He added.
Ciervia looked down at the boy, then back to Isobel...proceeded to place a claw on his forehead, then fell to the side making a little 'blep' noise with his tongue sticking out. Isobel stopped in her tracks, a troubled frown formed on her lips as she glared at the two of them for a moment.
"...tch, damn it." Was he trying...to cheer her up? Were both of them doing that? Argh, how annoying. Albus probably didn't even mean anything by saying no...but then what could she do to help? Wasn't like she was great at anything
but fighting.
"Gah, whatever. Sulking’s not gonna get me anywhere!" Fine, though. If Albus wanted to play rough, she could certainly play a little rough.
"Hey! Grarves!" Whistling loudly for her mount.
"Albus said he wants hugs!"Albus didn’t know where exactly Grarves would come from… But he knew one thing for sure. He lightly tossed Ciervia toward the table.
”Ciervia, friend.” Albus said with a slight tear in his eye as if this were the last thing he’d ever do.
”Save the potatoes for me.” He then stood there to accept his fate.
As he was tossed off Albus' head and towards the table, Ciervia saluted with a paw, gazing back at the noble man who would sacrifice himself for the potatoes.
"BWARK!" A loud, rumbling roar could be heard just outside the door. Sounds of students shouting. The ground shaking as a heavy creature ran across the ground. Seconds later, the land dragon burst through the door, some students having barely dove out of the way. The dragon looked around for a few seconds, before laying his eyes on Albus. With another playful, loud bark, he bolted for his target.
”Remember me, for this day I die for the cause.” The girly boy said, arms held out. There was little he could do but accept his fate at this point.
”Come Grarves. I accept my fate.”Cafeteria
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Livia sighed, reaching over and patting Eva on the head. She did like spoiling her little sister, but there were times when she was quite...ridiculous, to put mildly. Still, perhaps it was for the best. The less distractions she had the better. Not that she'd ever consider Eva a distraction, but her studies required focus. Especially with the direction her research had been taking recently. She was almost prepared to attempt finding a second summons, she just wanted a little more...prep work on what she was potentially getting.
"Well then, I suppose me and Odhra will head to the library then." Livia leaned back in her seat, just finishing her tea. She should probably make sure Siobahn was busy for the duration of her research as well. She tended to get...pouty at the topic of her potentially getting a second summons.
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