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[JUDGED] When giants collide | Iso v Abraham

Isopia the Mountain That Knows Posts: 780
Dragon's Throat Apostle atk: 6.5 | def: 10 | dam: 8.0
Mare :: Tribrid :: 18hh :: 3 - is now aging slowly HP: 90 | Buff: NUMB
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the girl.

Isopia hadn't been wandering the Flats for very long when he came into view. Although more correctly, it wasn't he who caught her attention. It was his companions. His dragons.

Having grown up in the Edge - at least for a time - Isopia was no stranger to dragons. Her mother had one, as did many of her former herd. But never had anyone been bonded to two of them before. At least, not until the earthen-child met the dark monolith outside of the caves. Perhaps what was most impressive was that it wasn't just any dragon that was in his possession - but something about the brilliant and large gold one just seemed to scream status. Unbeknownst to her, she actually did have a status - but the hierarchy among dragons was not part of the education that the Edge had afforded her. So when she spied the trio, the earthen girl immediately ceased her studying of the flats and trotted over.

They all appeared so different to her now, as her vision was still fully affected by the black sludge that lined her eyes and dribbled from her nostrils. Instead of seeing Abraham's monochromatic pelt, she instead saw waves of reds, yellows and oranges. Although the girl had suffered from this condition for a week already and had begun to adjust, she was still startled to see that the dragons did not display the same warm gradient that their bonded did: instead they were shades of warm purples and blues, almost like the ocean. How can they be cold here? She wondered soundless as she halted and nodded, her mind whirling to try and reconcile what she saw. 

Up close now, she let her eyes fall over their scaly bodies. It was hard to discern muscles beneath the fluid curve of their hide, but she was sure that they were there. These creatures were skilled hunters, and judging by Abraham's own muscular hide, she very much doubted that he let them live their draconian lives in sloth. Isopia had used her own magic to replicate the likeness and movements of dragons before, but she suddenly realized that the visual library from which she drew inspiration was fairly static. Her mother's dragon was always kind, and usually just flew around. Verzes, Volterra's dragon often left the two alone.

Perhaps now was her chance to amend her insufficient visual stock.

"I want to see them in action. See...what they can do." She finally said, apparently not noticing (or just not caring) about beginning with a proper greeting. Abraham's confirmation of this idea was all the approval she needed. 

Although she stood slightly taller than Abraham, it probably didn't look like it. His body was robust and muscled, while hers was much more narrow making him appear so much larger. That, and the radiating pulses of heat within his body made his bulk almost deceptive. His muscles seemed to gobble-up and radiate heat in a way that made his whole body appear on fire. (Is that an efficient system? Is that how calories are burned? her mind wondered, even as her body rolled forward). 

A wall of earth materialized right before her chest - almost like an extension out of herself - as she lunged. Her tactic was to use the earthen-shield almost as a barrier, for even though her mind told her that his body would be roughly the same temperature as her own, seeing the permeating pulses of bright orange flickering across his muscular chest caused her to be irrationally defensive. As she moved to try and force their chests to collide, two water dragons appeared near Brienne and Gwyn. Although the girl knew that her watery creations wouldn't be a real threat to the two beasts, she wanted to see how they would react. Would they destroy them and then attack her? Would they sense their relative inertness and ignore them? Would they leave Abraham to fight his own battles? Did they even see her as a threat?

This would as much of an academic experience as her previous spar with Mesec had been. Whatever bruising or pain her body experienced was merely the cost of learning about Abraham's wondrous companions. 

 
Setting: Halycon Flatts
Time of day: hard to tell since it's always so sunny. But there is a fair amount of glare reflecting from all the puddles/pools. 
WC: 698
Attack: 1.3
Other: has GLL so affected stats.
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When giants collide | Iso v Abraham - by Isopia - 09-19-2015, 04:14 PM

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