Quest Accepted: Tower of Animus

[deathstiny]

Characters: Wrathion and YOU
Setting: Around the Tower and Room 2-20
Format: Brackets but I will match!
Summary: A baby black dragon is summoned into a horror tower...
Warnings: None

A. Room 2-20

[The denizens of this room will no doubt be woken up by the sounds of a reptilian creature in severe distress. There's a belch of flame that appears shortly after the sleep paralysis wears off completely and Wrathion floats out from the bed, somehow managing to look irritated despite his lack of human expression.

He only floats for a second before landing on the bed and giving a curious glance around the room. There was no way he was still in Pandaria anymore...so what exactly was going on?]

B. Cafeteria

[Now that he more fully understood the situation, Wrathion was ready to explore a bit. He had decided to heed the initial warning given to him and headed in the direction of the cafeteria, taking care to adopt his more human form as opposed to his natural form. It didn't quite erase the intimidating glowing red and slitted stare, but it was certainly easier than trying to talk to a dragon only slightly bigger than most human heads.

He's not shy about approaching people. In fact, he seems to make a point to make eye contact with anyone who might glance in his direction. A sharp toothed, but charming smile awaits those lucky individuals.]

Greetings, denizen. Perhaps you might take a moment to speak with me about this place.

C. Hallways

[Walking along innocently by yourself? Of course you are. That is, until you spot a black dragon whelpling perched somewhere in your line of sight. Is it a monster? But then since when did monsters wear indigo collars? Maybe you should try talking to him, since he's staring at you with such big red glowing eyes.]

D. FREE SPACE

[Specify a location and I will follow your lead!]

Comments

Hallways

[evokingfool]

[Oh shit, it's a monster.

Only Minato just stopped and stare at the dragon, warily and curiously. His grip on his sword's hilt tightened...until he saw the indigo collar.

As far as he knows, the monsters never wear the collars unless they're residents. Maybe he can confirm it first...if he die as a result, he can say he tried.]

Hello, Dragon-san.

[deathstiny]

[And, just like that, the dragon chuckles. Its a strange cross between something human, and something distinctly reptilian the way his voice scratches. He might be insulted if not for the circumstances.]

Dragon-san. That is certainly a new one.

[evokingfool]

[It's certainly not the most oddest thing that happens in his life yet, but it's definitely uncommon and weird. Minato naturally slips into how he usually address strangers and acquaintances, calm and polite.]

Do you prefer if I use something else?

[deathstiny]

Indeed. You may call me Prince Wrathion, or simply Prince.

[His tail sways (not unlike a cat's) and his head tilts to get a closer look at Minato.]

And of course you, human, would have a name as well yes?

[evokingfool]

Yes, I do. My name is Minato Arisato, Prince.

[Minato seemingly relaxes, his body language suggesting he won't fight or flight, and gives a polite bow.]

Cafeteria!

[seventhsong]

[The overwhelmingly pumpkin listings on the menu means choices are a bit slim for mealtimes, but for someone new to this 'taste' thing, just one variety is actually a good thing. Today Lorelei is trying pumpkin soup.

Or would be, except there's a fellow he doesn't recognize in the cafeteria (which is in fact most people), declaring that he's looking for information.

Lorelei blinks once or twice owlishly. This doesn't quite look human to him. Did humans normally have eyes that color? Certainly Jade did but this is emphatically not Jade. But he can't quite pin the dragon-in-human-form as anything but oddly colored.

Who knows how what amounts to an elemental in human shape might appear to Wrathion's senses though.]

I will be happy to help, but I'm unsure how much information I have will actually be useful. At worst, I know who to point you to!

[Lorelei's mouth doesn't move when he speaks, nor does he use telepathy, but he's perfectly audible anyway. Sound tricks!]

hallways

[chainsawn]

[ Sorry, Wrathion. But Urotsuki's first approach to whatever unknown thing she seems, both in this place and in her dreams, is to get out her effect - the chainsaw one, that is. Out of nowhere it appears in her hands as she stares back at the dragon whelpling sitting there before slowly taking a few steps closer. ]

Cafeteria

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Those glowing red eyes catch Richtofen's attention, so, unfortunately, he ends up making eye contact. He forces a smile onto his face when the man starts talking to him and tries not to tense up too visibly.]

Oh-! Uh. Hm. Did you just call me a-- Never mind.

[He lifts his arms with the intent to cross them, but stops himself at the last minute and scratches his arm awkwardly. He gives the stranger a chuckle.]

Sure, I would be honored to give you the newbie speech. [Through gritted teeth, though still smiling, he quietly adds:] Like I have done seventeen thousand times already...

C

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer, of course, notices the dragon.]

...What, are you the Tower's newest monster?

[He holds out his hand to summon Gae Bolg.]

You've got one chance to show that you aren't.

B

[terreifying]

Cool!

[Rei grins as she meets the dragon's eyes.]

You talked! So what do you wanna know about here?

[deathstiny]

[Oh excellent, this one is respectful. He's already a fan.]

Minato, then. I trust you are not native to this place.

[deathstiny]

[Wrathion is able to sense power in this one, and that is what seems to spark his interest more than anything. Upon Lorelei's acknowledgement Wrathion will stand and stride closer, regal and fearless.]

The only useless knowledge you could give me is that which I already have at my disposal. Tell me -- what manner of creature are you?

[He takes a moment to give the other being across from him a once over, not the least bit shy.]

[evokingfool]

[He straightens up and nods.]

That's right. Many of us aren't native to the tower. You can usually tell if they're wearing a collar or not.

[deathstiny]

[It doesn't seem to bother him any. After all, he is a black dragon -- few things on Azeroth were more feared than his kind, once upon a time. Yet Wrathion was already perfectly aware that most people around here were not from Azeroth, so they would be much easier to bargain with in theory.

He sits perfectly still before his head tilts and he replies to her, wryly.]

You would cut down a potential ally on first glance? For shame.

[deathstiny]

Excellent. A prepared speech will make this go much faster. Please. Sit.

[With one of his strangely gloved and clearly clawed hands, he gestures to the seat opposite him, taking one of his own.]

I will let you know if there is anything you need to skip. I am not overly fond of wasting time, you see. I'm certain you understand.

[deathstiny]

[Summoned weapons are nothing new to Wrathion. In fact, he seems interested, and gives it a once-over before looking up to Lancer. His wings unfurl, just in case he needs to fly out of reach, but he stays put for the moment.]

I should hope not.

[deathstiny]

[ooc: In prompt B, he appears as a human. :)]

[Wrathion takes a moment to take a seat and steeple his fingers.]

Whatever you are willing to share, of course.

[deathstiny]

I thought that to be the case. It seemed obvious, after my arrival.

[He's not buying that Azeroth is gone -- he knows what will bring Azeroth's demise if not handled properly, and if whatever these circumstances were had truly obliterated his universe, than time itself would set it back in order.

Dragons Cheat, after all.]

What sort of realm do you hail from, then?

[seventhsong]

[Fearlessness easily matched; perhaps Lorelei should be concerned, but he ... isn't. And he seems awfully pleased. Meeting new people is always fun! Wrathion's regard is returned, with a constant edge of cheerful interest.]

Ahh. I am..

[There's a pause.]

How to explain it to an offworlder is a bit of a challenge, since I'm not sure you have any background. A moment.

[He's still not speaking the way most things do. He rocks back on his heels a bit, thoughtful. It takes him a good minute to come up with what he thinks will work.]

The world I am from is made of seven different particle elements. In order, they are darkness, earth, wind, water, fire, light and sound. These particles are called 'fonons'. All things are composed of these in various mixes. However if one takes a single element and concentrates it so there are no other fonons present but that one type, you may draw the attention and presence of the sentience of that element. The humans of that world, Auldrant, call these 'Aggregate Sentiences'. I am the seventh; they have named me Lorelei, for my true name is unpronounceable to their kind.

[When he speaks of humanity, it's with something very much like affection. He LIKES people. There's another of those pauses, and green eyes widen.]

I apologize if it's rude, but is it normal for your kind to have such vivid red eyes? It's very striking.

Roommate reporting!

[notagiraffe]

[Taiki woke up suddenly at the noise, Gohran appearing beside him in wolf form, Sanshi standing protectively next to him as all three watched the fire breathing creature.

Taiki noted the collar though, and the white suit.] Um... sorry... are you alright?

C

[keybearer]

[Dragon, you say? Well, it just so happens that Riku's wandering around with a dragon of his own...

Said dragon chirps and trills upon seeing Prince and scrambles his way. New friend? Is it? Is it?

Fists clenching, Riku trails behind his pet and tries grabbing onto his tail.]

Hey, watch it! We don't even know if it's friendly, you dork.

[Alas, it seems that Riku's words have fallen on deaf ears because his little dream eater's trucking right along. Hopefully Prince won't mind his enthusiasm.]

[chainsawn]

[ ..

Huh, it spoke. That doesn't usually happen in her dreams. It doesn't mean that she makes the chainsaw disappear - she's still just holding it in her hands even now - but she's at least not ready to attack him, apparently. ]

You don't look like the other things here. [ As if that's her reason for summoning her chainsaw. It sort of sounds like an explanation.. ]

[puppy_lancer]

Guess you aren't, then.

[Nevertheless, he keeps Gae Bolg in his hand.]

So, new inhabitant, then?

[deathstiny]

An elemental creature then. I am quite familiar with your kind, though I will confess that I have yet to see one in mortal form. You might call us...kindred spirits.

[Or at least they were before Deathwing went nuts. Bridging the gap would be helpful here.]

That would depend on the dragon, I suppose.

[seventhsong]

It's interesting to have us referred to as a kind. Then there are more than seven where you are from?

[It really is interesting. Lorelei never considered it possible to have more than seven different aggregates.]

..mm. We can take any shape we wish. This one felt most comfortable. Though now I am trapped in it, or in cheagle form. This ... damnable collar prevents me from changing.

[Said collar is yanked on, in a sudden burst of irritation, but it subsides back into cheerful interest again. Interest that sharpens quickly.]

Dragon, you say? Those are a rare sight in Auldrant. You are one? Are all shapeshifters?

[This is a far more appraising look that's turned on Wrathion now, still curious, not even remotely hostile, but definitely looking for something. Maybe some other sign of his nature than those eyes.]