Match 04 | Sasagawa Ryohei | [In Person]

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[Ryohei is in a small forest clearing, with a deer carcass. How he managed to catch a deer with his loud voice and impatience? Who knows, it must have been a really stupid deer. 

He's kindling a campfire, and surprisingly enough he seems to be doing it properly, as a few minutes later he succeeds in making a cozy little campfire. The only problem is...he has no idea how to cook the deer. After about a second of contemplating on how to complete the feat, he decides it's a really good idea to chuck the deer at the fire TO THE EXTREME and see if it cooks itself...but, alas, the fire, being too small in size, flickers away soon after having a full-grown deer thrown at it.]

...MAYBE IT'LL WORK TO THE EXTREME IF I TRY AGAIN ONE MORE TIME!!

[...He's repeating the cycle of fire making and deer throwing over and over again, he seems really adamant on making this cooking method work.]

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[lionpunchinist.livejournal.com]

[Even Ryohei isn't so unobservant that he wouldn't notice the mini apocalypse going on in the vicinity.]

DEATHWING, YOU'RE GOING TO DESTROY THAT PART OF THE FOREST TO THE EXTREME AND NOT TO MENTION DESTROY MY LUNGS IF YOU STAY IN YOUR EXTREMELY BIG BIRD FORM. GO BACK TO YOUR EXTREME BOXER FORM!!

Deathwing: He's so epic even his elipses need to be <big> and <b>

[gr8balls-o-fire.livejournal.com]

. . .

[What are you his mother?]

[Oh isn't that cute, he's trying to give him an order. No human, that's a bad human. You don't give the big crazy dragon an order. You're very lucky he thinks you're entertaining Ryohei...

but you still need to be punished. Now how to go about this without eradicating you from existence? Well a good snort of air should do. Blow the boy back a few feet... and not melt his face off.

Also Ryohei, this would be interpreted as a "No."]

...Deathwing has a mom?!!

[lionpunchinist.livejournal.com]

[I WAS EXPECTING AT LEAST A SCORCH OR TWO FOR THAT ONE.]
[Ryohei stares at Deathwing. Was the silence a challenge? Or was he just ignoring him? Well, better to give the benefit of the doubt.]

WHA--

[WOAH WEIRD NOISE AND SUDDEN GUST OF WIND COMING FROM DEATHWING! MUST'VE BEEN A SNEEZE!!]

BLESS YOU!!

SORT OF?! HE HAD TITANS!

[gr8balls-o-fire.livejournal.com]

[HE CAN'T SCORCH HIS PET! THEY'RE NOT AS FUN WHEN THEY'RE DEAD!]

[Oh dear boy if he sneezed and got his magma-snot all over you, there would be NOTHING left.

Deathwing lifts his head up, looking at the human curiously. Bless him? Bless him with what? Did the human think he needed some sort of enhancement spell cast on him? Or was he trying to bless him himself?

Well that was doubtful. The boy was a far-shot from a paladin or a mage... or really anything he had ever seen before- but that's what made him so entertaining. That and his blatant lack of common sense... or any sense for that matter. Perhaps there could be a use for him in the future. He would be easy to manipulate, seemed in good physical condition. Perhaps with the right armor he would make an interesting soldier. Perhaps he should make a better effort to get to know him.]

YOU ARE QUITE THE PECULIAR BOY. WHERE DO YOU HAIL FROM?