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Setting: Room 2-02, and around the halls nearby.
Format: Whatever floats your metaphorical boat!
Summary: Spyro wakes up and is just a bit confused.
Warnings: None heah.

A. [In room 2-02.]

[Spyro's woken up, and once the paralysis wears off, he's definitely going to freak out a bit. Not being able to move when you wake up sucks, bro. But with freaking out comes realization; mainly he should stop freaking the fuck out and figure out what happened by investigating. That includes checking out the trunk and everything around it, and eventually finding the note nearby. He holds it to the table with a set of his claws, reading it with an eyebrow raised.]

... Wait; which world?

[Coming from a universe filled with multiple worlds is confusing.]

B. [Around the halls.]

[And now the dragon's exploring, trying to make sense of things. Where is he? And where the hell is Sparx? :| He kinda needs the little guy around, after all. Not to mention he's Spyro's best friend.
Should anyone run into him, his first question is definitely going to be:]

Ah, hey; you seen a little dragonfly around? 'Bout this big, golden yellow, great conversationalist..?

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It's too bad that Fawkes comes from the east coast of his homeworld rather than the west coast, otherwise, he might compare Spyro to the geckos (http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110514035812/fallout/images/thumb/c/ce/FNV_LGecko.png/461px-FNV_LGecko.png) there. For now, he will peer down at the little purple dragon curiously before speaking in his booming voice.

"I...ah. Uh. Am unfamiliar with a creature by that name. I am also unfamiliar with seeing creatures like yourself that talk!"

It's a good thing that Spyro's way past used to big uglies with loud voices; otherwise he would have taken Fawkes to be a big baddie right off the bat. He just shakes his head though, wings drooping a bit in his disappointment.

"Oh no... Don't tell me; I got roped into some other world where dragons are "extinct", huh, Big Guy?
Say, speaking of which - what are you supposed to be, anyway?"

Fawkes is a bit saddened by that display of disappointment. He knows it can't be helped, but being the bearer of bad news is never a place one wants to be.

"It is another world, yes. I have seen... Many things here that were not from my world, taken from their own in my time here. To tell the truth, I am unsure of what is 'normal' for this place, so I could not tell you if dragons exist here normally or not." A pause. "As for myself, I am Fawkes - a meta-human."

"A meta-human, huh?" Spyro takes a pause there; mostly to think things over. "Sounds pretty cool."

He'll just be seating himself in front of the other then, curling his tail around his flanks and folding his wings back in. "So we've all been kinda kidnapped, huh? Well; 'saved', I guess. Since that's what that weird letter said and all."

Fawkes is not sure how to take being considered 'cool' at first, but as it's a positive thing, he will just roll with it.

"That is what our keepers say, but I am finding this place...perplexing to say the least. They seem to show concern by taking care of our needs and listening to some suggestions, but yet terrible things continue to happen to people here. It is...distressing."

"What kind of terrible things? All I've seen that's terrible is that gross looking white wash they've got goin' everywhere. Everything's so fake in here, it's weird."

He's rather used to living out in a grassland and sleeping on the sides of hills and in the sands of beaches, after all. The tower's definitely the weirdest place he's been.

There was low grunt as Fawkes rubbed his chin. "When I woke up, there was a power outage going on. I did not encounter them myself, but according to others, there were strange apparitions about that attacked people. And recently..." His expression falls, something more angry in appearance. "Our keepers have taken to experimenting on a select few of our number."

"Experimenting? Like, with science and professors and stuff?" He doesn't sound fond of that. Even though the Professor back home seems pretty attached to science and the like, he at least made sure his experiments were safe before using them on others...

Fawkes nods. "I would assume so - they formed unwanted procedures on denizens of this place. One fellow I know had his head essentially...hollowed out, but somehow can still speak." The big green mutant looks rather unnerved by this - that's saying something.

"Oh, gross." He can't help shuddering at that a bit; that's definitely not an image he wanted. "And they just do this to whoever? Like they own us or something? 'Cause that's way past not right."

He thinks that's gross, Spyro should see some of the guys that didn't survive the process that made Fawkes here.

There's a ponderous grunt. "This seems to be the first instance of it since I have been here - but going by the reactions, it's the first instance, period." Fawkes then nods. "I do agree with you though - it is not right."

[ There's a dragon, asking her if she's seen a dragonfly. Now that is kind of cool. ]

You're a dragon! [ Pointing and grinning. ] And nah, haven't seen any dragonflies. Sorry. Who're you looking for, then?

Yeah; I'm a dragon all right. Never seen one before or something?

[He's letting out a little chuckle though; it's all in good humor.]

I'm looking for my friend, Sparx; he's a dragonfly. Never been without him before, it's kinda weird. 'Specially not when I'm in some new world or anything.

[It's a darn good thing Spyro's used to being slapped into worlds he doesn't recognize by now.]

Nope. I've seen space fish vampires, but never a dragon. [ So much grinning. A dragon. That's pretty cool, okay. ]

I've not seen a dragonfly around here, but I'm sort of new as well. He might still be around here somewhere.

'Guess wherever you're from doesn't have any. Not the first time I've heard of it.

[He appreciates it, don't worry; it's not every day someone thinks you're awesome just by looking at you, after all. B)]

He might, huh? Sounds like a pretty good deal; I'll just have to look harder, I guess.
'S not like him to hide, though. Wonder if he got stuck around here.

[Spyro takes a pause then; he just realized he has no clue who he's talking to.]

The name's Spyro, by the way. Who're you? And what? Never seen anything like you before, 'scept maybe a faun. Though, you're missing the goat bits.

Probably has, somewhere. I've just never seen one. [ She's seen many things travelling with the Doctor, but no dragon. Still, if there's space whales, fish vampires and space chicken, well, surely there's a dragon or two around as well. Or at least something that looks like one. ]

I'm Amy Pond. An' I'm human. You've never seen a human before?

Nope, never seen a human ever. Lots of stuff that look like'em, of course, but they're all different.

Are there lots of you around here? Humans, I mean.

Yeah, I'd say. Lots of humans. And some that look human but aren't really. [ Like timelords. ]

[He hears what sounds like another newcomer to the tower, and wants to intercept them before they freak out too much about the note; because he truly believes that no world has gone totally kaput like the dicks in the tower say it has.]

[He all but shits a brick when he enters.]

[That right there, is a dragon. A virgin eating, live-stalk snatching, village destroying, and treasure hoarding kind of dragon he saw in storybooks when he was a kid.

[... well, a miniature version of one anyway.]

[And speechless doesn't even begin to touch what Sam is feeling right now.]

[Live stalk snatching and treasure hoarding? Yes. Virgin eating and village destroying? Faaar from it, buddy.
Spyro's just gonna hop off of whatever he'd been settled on, before noticing Sam there in the entryway.]

Hey -- you look like you've been here a while! Mind telling me what's up with this place?

[Awww... not only does Sam now have to get over the dragon part of this, but now the talking dragon part too? So not fair.]

[Totally tries to answer but ends up failing a couple times before finally getting it right.]

You've... been kidnapped.

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B, now with less fail.

'sall cool, bro

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