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Tᴏᴏᴛʜʟᴇss ([personal profile] no_eels) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2013-10-04 05:03 pm

just a dragon in a mine

Who: Toothless, and you
Where: The mines.
When: Catch-all for the event.
Rating: PG for now.
Summary: Night Furies like caves, but they don't like being trapped.
The Story:


He hates it when the mansion changes. It's not a school this time, with a terrifying screeching creature in armor, but he's still trapped inside and that's not where he wants to be. And then, insult to injury, Toothless finds out — while scrapping with a spider that's far too big for his liking — that he can no longer breathe fire.

Take the fire from a dragon and you take its spirit, very nearly, but Toothless keeps himself on his feet.

This place, whatever it is, is dangerous. He can't let his guard down.

He patrols the shafts and listens for his Viking friends, utterly unconcerned about doors and where they may lead.
eatsyourscience: (hook up your seatbelt)

Day 3 or so

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2013-10-06 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
When Souji hears Toothless moving around, he things it might be another one of the spiders or dogs. Naturally, the only option is to get closer and check it out.

To be honest, he's kind of relieved that it's not. Those things don't want to hang out with him, but Toothless might, though he doesn't look too hot.

Souji doesn't have Tefra with him to make a good impression, this time, but he still approaches Toothless and waves a hand at him.

"Hey. Are you doing okay?"
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[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2013-10-06 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
It's as much as anyone can ask for at the moment, unfortunately. Souji's got a few scrapes and bruises, along with a pretty fresh spider bite on one of his forearms. It's starting to show signs of infection, but he doesn't really know what he can do about that at the moment other than try to keep it clean.

He reaches into his jacket and brings out a bag of jerky he found. A dragon probably needs it more than he does, he imagines, taking a couple of pieces and offering the rest to Toothless.
eatsyourscience: (but a bitch ain't one)

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2013-10-07 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Souji holds out his arm a bit to make it easier to sniff. The spider bite is the worst of it, luckily. The rest are scrapes and bruises of mild severity.

"The animals here are pretty dangerous. Have you had to fight any of them?"
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[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2013-10-08 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Souji looks Toothless over again from where he's standing, but doesn't see anything that needs immediate attention. He's relieved by that.

"Do you want to stick together for awhile?"

That might ease both their minds.

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Day 2 - Late

[personal profile] justrunsasaloon 2013-10-06 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
She's sore, needs to find water - her tiny supply of holy water is swiftly dwindling - and is hungry. Not to mention there isn't much that she's managed to find. That small thing of iodine will come in handy... if she can find water.

Right now, though, she's running from something that scrabbles along the tunnel and doesn't want to think about what is making that noise. Oh hell no.

Ellen rounds a corner and her pickaxe - something she'd found near the iodine - comes up when something (oh please don't let that be a spider) jumps at her. Ellen slides to the ground and then scrambles to her feet. She whips around to defend herself - yes, yes that is a spider - and backs away as the spider stalks her. Stepping into a shadow, she trips over something (a quick glance says that might be a tail) and goes down. The spider jumps and she swings her pickaxe, connecting with it.
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[personal profile] justrunsasaloon 2013-10-07 11:13 am (UTC)(link)
That? That is a dragon. Ellen pushes herself up, grateful for the help, but she isn't sure it didn't kill the spider to eat her itself.

Panting, she leans on the pickaxe and just stares at it for a moment. Sure, why the hell not? "Thanks." Ellen offers. It seems the polite thing to do.

Ellen looks around and then back at the dragon. She shoves very gross hair out of her face and then puts down the pickaxe for a moment. "You're not going to eat me, right?" Ellen feels the need to ask this, since, really, she does not want to die down here.
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[personal profile] justrunsasaloon 2013-10-09 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Ellen has run across far too many weird things in her life. And there are certain spells that demand dragon something as an ingredient. Not that she's looking to parts out her friend here. Especially not after he'd saved her neck from the stupid beasties down here.

"Alright. I need to have a seat. Too damned old for this." She waves at the cave wall and slides down it, still watching her friend here. "My name is Ellen, by the way. People call you something?"

She is talking to a dragon. WHY THE HELL NOT?

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day ..........something??!?! I dunno; I fail at remembering all the details, sob

[personal profile] emoteaspoon 2013-10-07 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[So, Ron's not enjoying this. Let's list the ways this is awful for him:

- giant spiders
- he's alone
- spiders that are large
- his magic seems to be gone, completely
- spiders on the side of huge
- dogs that are not as friendly as Fang
- DID WE MENTION THE FUCKING SPIDERS????????????

So. Ron's more or less useless, and just trying to stay away from any and all creatures that seem out for his blood. Also, he's pretty hungry.

The hunger vanishes when he spots another spider, far too close for his liking, and he feels like puking up his entire insides. Too frozen in fear to make a run for it.

This is five billion times worse than Aragog, because then he had Harry, he had magic, he had the car to rescue them.
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[personal profile] emoteaspoon 2013-10-08 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Even the small and crunchy spiders have it out for Ron. :(

Ahem.

So. Ron watches the whole dramatic stomping play out right in front of him, and again, nearly pukes. This time from relief that that's one less spider to worry about.

Of course, then he realises just what saved him. This may not work out very well after all.

(He's far less scared of dragons--even though this is a breed he doesn't recognise--than he is spiders, though. He can't help it.)]


Oh...where's Charlie when I need him... [he mumbles to himself, more or less.] Er, nice dragon...
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[personal profile] emoteaspoon 2013-10-08 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[...What.

Okay, this is definitely not a dragon from his world. Which is good, really, because he'd be in bits if it were. But this one seems to understand him? He relaxes a little and tries again.]


Thanks...for saving me? [He glances at the now dead spider and gives a full-body shudder. Even dead, it's too much.]

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Day 2!

[personal profile] cowhouse 2013-10-07 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Shit shit shit shitshitshit--!

[For those not in the know, that would be the sound of one Jesse Pinkman hurtling down a mining shaft, bent crowbar-thing in hand and a fucking... A fucking thing behind him. He didn't get too good a look at said thing, but between the growling and the smell of it, yeah, no, he'd grabbed his (pitiful) stash of jerky and booked it.

Booked it all the way down the long tunnel, around a few corners, and right into the path of another thing with bright, glowing eyes and a huge tail and fucking scales--

Yeah, fuck his life. Skidding comically before slamming into the creature whose patrol he seems to have lucked into, he yelps-]
Jesus Christ-! [before backing away. Slowly.]

Oh god.

[You'll have to excuse his manners, Toothless, he's never seen a (real) dragon before, and so clearly the logical response is to just. Stare. While flattening against the wall as much as humanly possible, like he's hoping it'll just suck him right up. That's gotta be less painful than getting eaten alive, right?

God he hates this place.

This is it. He's done. The crowbar drops and he's... Just gonna squeeze his eyes shut and hope it's quick.] Oh my god--
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[personal profile] cowhouse 2013-10-08 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[A few seconds pass- seconds that feel like hours, thank you, stress- during which time Jesse's eyes remain firmly jammed shut and he's treated to some scraping and growling and oh god he is so gonna die, any second now he's just gonna get bitten in half like the dude from Jaws--

But after a few more moments of hissing and thumping and scampering (?), he still isn't dead, and it's at this point he cracks an eye open, so sure he's about to be treated to, like, a wall of teeth or fire that when he isn't, it's almost as startling as running into the thing in the first place.

It's just... Sitting there. Like, not moving at all.

Like it's waiting for him to say something.]


Uh...

[Tentatively, he peers down the way he'd come, chancing taking his eyes off of the dragon in favour of seeing what's up with the... Other thing. (And what is his life that this is a choice he has to make now...?) Once he's satisfied there's no sign of the dog, he turns back to the dragon again. The purring dragon.

...Right. Weird.]
Um. Did you... Did you scare it off? Is it gone?

[He's hoping that doesn't translate to "please tear my vocal chords out", but considering the way it's just sitting there looking at him all expectantly, well... He's feeling like it's shadier not to say anything at all. Can it even understand him...? What if it chased the other thing off just so it could have him all to itself? Does it have baby dragons to feed--??]
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[personal profile] cowhouse 2013-10-08 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's shaking its head. It's shaking its head and Jesus Christ there's a brief, awful moment in which Jesse braces himself for a wall of fire to incinerate him--

But then it dawns on him that it almost looked like a nod, and when no fire comes he's kind of forced to reevaluate what it all means.

...Yeah.

Tentatively:]
You speak English? Or, like, understand English?

[Yep, it's official: he's lost his mind. It's like that scene in The Happening when Mark Walberg is talking to a plastic tree. He's reached that level of insane. But... What else is he gonna do?]

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U G H THAT FACE KILL ME

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TONGUE AW GOD

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he is the actual most precious

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