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Livia merely resigned herself to being 'glomped' by her sister. Eva hit her with all the force of a small, overly energetic kitten hyped up on catnip. That is, just enough force to cause her dress to be slightly wrinkled from the impact. Wrapping an arm over Eva's shoulder and pulling her close, Livia sighed lightly.
"Yes yes, big sister is very huggable." Livia cast a glance over to Siobahn, who was folding her arms, looking in the opposite direction trying her best to appear uninterested. She held Eva tightly, wrapping her arms around her sister in a hug, casting another glance over to Siobahn.
The ghost was hilariously jealous, her skeletal hands digging into her wispy garments. She almost felt sorry for whoever ended up hugging Siobahn. She might actually try to take a bite out of them.
"Now now, don't let me have all the fun. Go hug Siobahn." Livia gave Eva a light shove. She didn't really mind the hug, but if it had been anyone else they'd have probably been growled at a bit. She had suggested Siobahn for the mere fact it would piss her off more - The ghost knew one thing if nothing else, if she so much as even dared to hurt or do anything to Eva that'd be the last thing her little ghostly self ever did.
@FlappyTheSpybot@ghastlyIncIsobel's morning training had become something of a spectacle over the course of her stay at L'Mordryn. Aside from normal laps, strength training, and other physical work outs, the Dracona summoner often trained alongside her dragons. Agility and perception training with Ciervia, endurance and teamwork with Grarves...and strength and obedience training with Rutul. A number of people had come out to cheer or simply watch for some entertainment.
"HAAAAAA-!~" If there was one thing People knew about Isobel, she didn't take shit from no one. Not even her dragons. Another piece of common knowledge, was that Rutul routinely gave her just that.
"-YAAAA!" The dark skinned human wrapped her arms around Rutul's neck, digging her feet into the floor as she pivoted. The Wyvern hissed as he felt his body give slightly as Isobel managed to slide his feet out from under him, sending the ornery Wyvern right to the floor with a loud thud.
"You gonna behave now or am I gonna have to get rougher, huh!?"In response, the Wyvern yanked its neck, slamming his head into Isobel, sending her sliding across the ground as the Wyvern returned to its feet with a mighty roar and mouth full of embers. Isobel grinned, wiping a bit of dirt off her mouth.
"Heh," She laughed.
"I dunno why you're pissed off so much this morning, but fine then. You wanna be that way, I'll just beat the shit out of you harder." Picking herself up, Isobel sprinted towards Rutul, leaping over his head as he snapped his maw towards her, landing right on top of his head. With a roar, the dragon thrashed, his head slamming into the wall of the arena, as he threw his tantrum, bucking and flapping his wings as he attempted to dislodge his summoner, and he just so happened to get lucky. Before she could get a good grip, Rutul sent her flying into a nearby wall. Quickly, Rutul walked over as Isobel hit the ground.
And slammed his claw right on top of her.
There was a gasp from the new watchers in the crowd. Some of the older veterans simply seemed like they had seen this play out hundreds of times before. Some others cheered in glee over winning a bet....until the dragon gave a confused roar.
"Grrrraaaaah!" Isobel had indeed, very nearly been crushed by her own summons. She had barely managed to catch his foot, using all of her strength to stop the Wyvern from crushing her to death.
"SIT-" She managed to push the Wyvern's claw back, throwing it off balance.
"-YOUR ASS-" She now had a good, firm grip on the Wyvern's heel.
"DOWN YOU OVERSIZED TOASTER!" With a might roar, Isobel slammed the dragon into the nearby wall.
Rutul didn't move.
"...whew." Isobel rested her hands on her knees, breathing heavily as the dragon finally seemed to have calmed down. Standing back up straight, she stretched her arms.
"Jeez, what was with you today, you're really upset, ain'tcha?" Before she could get an answer, the Wyvern cave a derisive huff, before flapping its wings.
"E-Eh?! No you don't you coward!" The dragon took to the skies, but not before Isobel could latch onto his claw.
The dragon soared, Isobel hanging on for dear life as she began scaling the Wyvern's side. Rutul of course, still wasn't having any of it. He spun, shook, and did his best to shake off Isobel, but the dragon was unknowingly up against a much, much, larger dragon. Isobel had an iron grip upon the dragon, and quickly made her way to his head.
"You ain't goin' nowhere!" Wrapping her thighs around the dragon's head, Isobel pulled on Rutul's horns, yanking his head in the direction of the school. Tired, worn out, and slightly injured and confused of how this human could even keep up with him, the dragon gave up and went on a downward spiral
He hit the ground, his head slamming into the window of the schools eatery.
The sudden force of impact send Isobel flying off, landing right in the middle of Lorcan's and Eric's table, and covering her in a liberal amount of their food. She was still sweaty and wearing nothing but her sports bra and spats.
"Oh, hey Lorcan." She said casually, waving at him, breathing heavily.
"Yo, Eric. Hold on a sec, gotta go do something." Isobel got up from the table and walked back over to Rutul.
"Feeling better, boy?"With an indignant, tired, Roar, Rutual pulled his head back from the ground, huffing lightly before bowing his head, conceding defeat. He flashed a glare to the others that had likely gathered from this spectacle, but for now merely contented himself with getting comfortable outside, resting his wounded wyvern pride.
"Alright, we're done then. I need food anyways." She turned back to the two boys.
"Mornin'." 
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